Chapter 337 Is it a key?

Chapter 337 Is it a key?

Chapter 337 ·Do you have a key?

The atmosphere became a bit strange.

The three members of the Arctic Team looked at each other silently, then gathered together in silence, then shrank, shrunk.

On the existential level, it quickly becomes identical with the passing ants.

They pretend they don't exist.

Zhao Zukong, who had already chopped them to pieces, had no time to take care of their existence - the assassin captain of the East American team had already stopped paying attention, and then placed it all on the acting shield captain of Central Continent. .

The corners of his eyes were twitching visibly to the naked eye.

He may take action at the next moment, but of course it is more likely that he will fall into madness before taking action. But after all, he still tried hard to suppress the rapidly agitated emotions in his heart, tried his best to cover up his previous gaffe, and behaved as usual.

"I didn't expect that the little apple I planted myself would fall into the hands of a thief." He tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Yu, but tried his best not to look at Jiang Yu's hands or Zhao Yingkong's waist. His tone Although it has returned to normal, there is an inexplicable feeling of depression. "And my little apple is so self-destructive. It seems that you have forgotten the good times you spent with me in the past."

It's a clumsy to stupid way to alienate people, but it's usually very effective for men with strong self-esteem. Because men of this type usually can't stand that their other half has an unknown past. However, this technique of speaking also has a significant shortcoming, that is, if the person being spoken to actually knows this implicit secret and doesn't care about it, then it will probably be the person who speaks it who breaks the defense.

Jiang Yu tilted his head. There were dozens of countermeasures in his mind that would prevent Zhao Zhukong from coming to power. However, before he spoke, Zhao Yingkong in his arms raised his head slightly.

"I recognize you, Zhao Zukong, who can't protect anything. You failed to save anyone, and you failed to save Zhao Yingkong. You stepped on the corpses of your brothers and sisters and chopped off the heads of the elders. Maybe you are doing this just for this. Are you proud of this achievement?"

Zhao Zukong's eyes, which were as gentle as possible, suddenly became stuck.

"You shouldn't know this." His disguise faded away, and his eyes were as cold as frost.

"But I knew it from the beginning. Because I am the side of Yingkong, the remnant of Ruikong. The remnants of the two sisters you have that you failed to save at all. And now, I have found my direction .”

Rui Kong.

When this word was spoken, all the 'lucky' and 'uncertain' parts of Zhao Zukong's mind were wiped out in an instant. The person who was supposed to know nothing now knew everything he had tried so hard to hide. The premise of this incident almost made his heart almost stop.

"...Only Zhao Yingkong himself can know this secret. And you... are not her." Zhao Zukong's expression calmed down, and all the overflowing emotions on his body faded away in an instant. It seems like a piece of strong plastic paper that tightly encapsulates many high-risk and unstable chemicals. As long as this layer of paper does not leak, then there will be no disaster.

But it's just a layer of plastic paper. His tightness and vulnerability, even if they are heavily concealed, will be known to his opponents.

"Where did she go?" He stared at Zhao Yingkong and asked word by word.

However, Zhao Yingkong ignored him and just raised his head to look at Jiang Yu's face.

——This is actually not in line with, not completely in line with my plan.

Jiang Yu's eyes looked at the captain of the East American team in front of him.

——I originally didn’t intend to use the relationship between me and Yingkong so directly. I will rely on the power I hold in my hands and cooperate with the team's combat power to repel Zhao Zukong without completely breaking through the inner layer of the master's personality. This allows the Central Continent team to occupy a comfortable position while winning allies.

——Defeat Zhao Zukong without completely driving him crazy. Let him cast a rat weapon, let him hesitate, even let him work for the Central Continent team in vain even if he is knocked back by me once, thereby maximizing the interests of the team... I should have planned to do this.

Plans are good, but plans cannot keep up with changes.

Zhao Yingkong's actions made the situation run wildly in an unknown and out-of-control direction from the beginning. What's even more noteworthy is that with Jiang Yu's understanding of Zhao Yingkong and the more reliable third-level simulation, she would not take the initiative to act like this.

——I was lied to.

The main personality deceived him... It was a complete lie to say that he would just sleep and never wake up again. Because it is obvious that when Zhao Yingkong's breath was sensed by the master's personality, she woke up a little from her deep sleep. As the real owner of her body, she was naturally able to do what Zhao Yingkong did in the incomplete sleeping squadron. A certain degree of influence.

——But...why?

Jiang Yu's thoughts were stagnant for a moment, and deep in his mind, he immediately remembered something that the protagonist Zhao Yingkong once said to him.

[You... don't believe you can defeat the fourth level at all. Even if you can actually do it. 】

Indeed.

All the plans he had made before were based on the premise of 'repelling Zhao Zukong'. Whether it is Jiang Yu as a mortal, Jiang Yu as a reincarnation, or Jiang Yu as the captain of the Zhongzhou team, they all think so. This will obviously make the Central Continent team's next tactical style more conservative.

Maybe it was a mistake.

But more importantly, even if I try to make amends now, it will no longer help - no matter what the influencing personality is thinking in the bottom of its heart. At this moment, the all-out conflict between Central Continent and East America has only a dispensable declaration of war left.

So... it's okay to break the can and smash it.

"I'll kill her." Jiang Yu's thoughts arrived in the lightning, and then the response that Zhao Zukong least expected to hear was handed into his hands. "I eroded her body and dug out her heart. And at the same moment, I reached her inner world, and in her heart palace, I took out her heart for the second time."

"I already know all her secrets. Just like her evaluation of you is actually 'incompetent'."

The color tone of Zhao Zukong's whole body dropped by about three to four shades.

He tilted his head and looked at Zhao Yingkong, and there was a rattling sound in his neck that should not have been caused by the friction of such an outdated mechanical structure.

He saw the assassin girl's face become charming in an instant, her lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and her eyes were filled with frost. In his soft breath, he spoke words with a tone he was familiar with.

"[Although that guy is ineffective, he is still very useful as a training target. Killing him or being killed by him is quite interesting. I really want to know his expression during that scene.]"

Language, will, accurately conveyed.

The next sentence is even heavier.

"[I give you the name 'Zhao Yingkong'...it doesn't matter if it's the same name or inheritance. This is my gift to you, my legacy to you. Feel free to use it to call yourself, from now on, this will be your name The owner.]”

Cut off the beginning and the end, these are the last words.

Then, what Zhao Yingkong wanted to say now.

"I am not your little apple, not from the beginning. I am the side of Zhao Yingkong, the residue of Zhao Ruikong. And now, I am Zhao Yingkong himself. And the little apple you really expected has been rotten and broken. You can't even taste the crumbs anymore. Because I gave him everything I had."

"You are no longer needed."

Words are swords, truth is sword.

It is better than being trampled by thousands of troops.

The captain of the East American team took a small step back as if he had been hit on the head, closed his eyes, and then opened them again, revealing a weird and twisted smile.

"So... you killed one of my sisters and played with my other sister. And now, you actually dare to stand in front of me and show off everything you have done?"

"It's not to show off, just to state a fact. Zhao Yingkong is dead, and I buried her. And you are the last remaining residue of that garbage memory. If you can die obediently, that will be good for everyone... maybe , do you hope to stay with her down there?"

Jiang Yu tilted her head.

"Or do you really want me to call you uncle?"

A taut string finally broke.

"you……"

The three forms of Zhao Zukong disappeared at the same moment.

"...Shut the fuck up!!!"

The knife, light sword and dagger slashed at Jiang Yu from three different directions!

The power of construction that has been carefully prepared since the first word is spoken is fully unleashed.

The knife was broken, the light sword was twisted, and there was only a huge amount of power in the dagger.

There is no structure, no technique. The most terrifying power of direct death was completely useless. It was obvious that someone was really angry and going crazy at this moment.

Poor man. Sad people.

He didn't know that the master personality still existed, and he didn't know that it was precisely because of the master personality pushing him behind that he fell in this direction.

As a purely agility-based assassin, when he gave up his greatest advantages and strengths. It is really difficult for him to compete with experts from the defense department here.

The hand wrapped around the force field shattered the chest of one of the assassins.

The sword lingering with the power of death pierced the heart of the second assassin - the third assassin's scattered eyes even became somewhat solid at this moment. When he looked at Zhao Yingkong, there was disbelief and the panic of disillusionment.

How much hatred does he have at this moment?

Or does he actually want to die here?

The spear of judgment was raised upward. And the Immortal Slashing Blade, filled with red and black death fire, also swept in perfect coordination.

This is a pretty perfect combo.

If this combined attack had not been rehearsed thousands of times, it could only prove the tacit understanding between the two, which was already unimaginable.

——Maybe... it wouldn't be bad to die like this...

Zhao Zukong, who was not needed, felt his own demise the moment the gun blade touched his body. And, the dark abyss residing in the depths of the soul is rapidly expanding.

He seemed to have heard a word.

Jiang Yu might have said this.

"It seems you don't deserve it."