In the rainy weather, the rain fell from the sky and dripped on the upper ground. The Celine people in every household put away the clothes to be dried and took out the pots and pans to bear the rain.

The raindrops fall into these containers, making a jingle and clear sound. This is music that belongs to the upper level alone, just like the stars are the beauty that can only be seen in the upper level.

Of course, ordinary Celine people in the upper class did this not because of how artistic they are. These unsophisticated people do not have that kind of self-cultivation. This is just a frugal way.

The rain falling from the sky is not counted as a water bill, so a water bill can be saved, and even some families who are frugal enough do not have to pay water bills again. Driving the upper-class Celine together to shape together, the fundamental reason for such a pleasant environment now is that one is poor.

Celine people don’t like to go out on such rainy days, because they may get sick from the rain, and it will cost money to get sick. This is a heavy burden for families who are not very wealthy. Some families even don’t want to die even if they die Go to the hospital for treatment.

But there are always some people who are accidents. Two Serines wearing raincoats and abundance walking among the upper buildings, their feet are light, and their eyes are as sharp as falcons.

The rain reduced visibility, coupled with the walking route of the two and the layout of the surrounding buildings, it would be more difficult to notice them if you didn't know their existence in advance and actively search for them.

Two Celines meet on the same target. It is a Celine wearing a retro costume. If a Celine who is obsessed with court costume dramas sees it, he will definitely recognize that the other party is wearing an imperial robe.

The target figure in the imperial robe didn't seem to notice the two stalkers behind him. He was still walking in the rain like a walk, and the rain fell on him and wet his imperial robe.

But what is strange is that this person is not embarrassed under the washing of rain, and his extraordinary temperament has not changed in the slightest. The Celine walked into the corner of an alley, and two stalkers hurriedly chased him.

Then the two stalkers were stunned, because the target person they were following disappeared out of thin air, and this corner was a dead end.

"What's the matter? Why did he disappear? Just disappeared out of thin air."

One of the stalkers murmured in a daze as if he could not accept such a thing, while the other stalker was accustomed to it.

"Those weird guys can escape in any way, even if they move instantaneously, it's nothing strange. I'm used to it."

"But... in this case, what shall we do with our arrest mission?"

Yes, if the mission goal disappears, in a sense, they are lost and the mission is declared a failure.

This is not a good thing for soldiers who want to be promoted, which means that there will be an additional misconduct of mission failure in their mission files.

The stalker's companion comforted.

"It doesn't matter, the upper level will not embarrass us. The other party is the head of the pilgrim organization, and the ability to crush ordinary contractors is excusable..."

"Oh-it's forgivable. It's a wonderful excuse. It sounds like your head of state is too forgiving. If you are on my side, the failure of the mission may be reduced to bait."

As soon as the companion's voice fell, he heard such an unfamiliar word join in.

Well-trained, they naturally reacted quickly, and immediately followed the sound source to see the mission target they wanted to track.

At this time, the Celine in the imperial robe was gradually turning from virtual to real, as if a three-dimensional projection was gradually taking shape.

But this is an entity, not a virtual image. The two stalkers can recognize it, because the rain consciously bounced away when it dropped on each other.

"It's the goal!"

The more impatient stalker rushed up, and he was about to inflict heavy damage on the opponent before the target was completely revealed.

He didn't carry a weapon, but it didn't matter. The body could also be used as a weapon. As long as he was familiar with the fragile parts of Celine's body, he could achieve a killing effect.

His speed is very fast. Although there is no bonus to the power armor, the reaction nerve still exists. This kind of nerve reaction speed has a world-wide advantage compared to the average Celin. He knows how to make the air resistance smaller and more Reached quickly and killed the enemy.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for all this-the opponent is a Serin, not a monster.

"Don't be so impatient..."

The leader said plainly, his gaze turned to the stalker who was about to touch him, and then there was an abrupt pounding. In the blink of an eye, the stalker who hit him flew out sideways, huge The power made the whole person completely embedded in the wall.

The bones of the whole body are shattered and broken, and the force that embeds a person into the wall is even greater than the force produced by two trucks driving and colliding at high speed. Rather, it has not become minced meat and is already a stalker. The body structure is strong enough.

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With the stalker spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments, his life came to an end.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't want to kill you all at once, I can only blame yourself for being too fragile."

The head of the pilgrim said so, but he did not apologize in the slightest. He turned his gaze away from the dead person, and the head looked at another stalker who was still in place and asked.

"I heard that the person who arrested me was the most elite unit in the military. Don't you have the power armor, so fragile as microbes? It's embarrassing to be called the most elite?"

Even if he saw his companion's death, the stalker did not have the idea of ​​running away or begging for mercy. He put up a posture to withstand the impact, even if he knew that it would be useless to do so.

The head's irony, the tracked person responded.

"Even if you kill me now, nothing can be changed. Someone will take my place and continue to arrest you. We have an endless stream of people. There will be no place for a guy like you in Celine."

"The last group of people who were killed said the same, and then they died. What's the point? Even if someone else does it, people will only remember those who have done it. You no longer exist and will be forgotten. Wife, son, and daughter will re-form a new family, and the property will be divided. In the end, you won’t even have a grave-sweeper. When the city is re-planned, you won’t even have a place for your grave."

"When a person dies, there is nothing." The posture to withstand the impact is of no use. The leader just raised his hand to hold it, and the stalker was completely pressed against the wall by the terrifying force, completely losing the ability to move.

It's like catching an ant easily by a human hand. No matter how hard the ant struggles, it is useless and futile.