MM Racing Chapter 178 Who are you?
Chapter 178 Who are you?
Vermouth was startled. She immediately sniffed her sleeves and collar, and indeed, she smelled a strange smell.
It was faint, but their sharpness, trained from years of walking in danger, was just enough to detect clues.
"Meow--"
At the side, Bai Zhi suddenly became alert, growled a warning, and looked in the direction of the group of men in black with all the hair on her body standing up.
Toru Amuro saw that there seemed to be some animal moving there, probably a dog.
Is this really intuition? It's too accurate, exactly what I said came true?
"Meow~"
(Will you listen to me? You can choose not to listen.)
Baizhi jumped onto a tree nearby, and after transforming into a cat, her agility increased significantly.
"Meow--!"
Black shadows leaped and moved, accompanied by dog barking, and they approached quickly. Bai Zhi stood on the tree and gave a warning shout, causing the two wolfhounds to slow down their forward momentum and almost fall face first to the ground.
"Meow----!"
There was another sound, and the two wolfhounds sat on the ground. No matter how their owner kicked them, they would not move forward. They looked up at the golden pupils on the tree, and lay on the ground, making aggrieved "woohoo" sound.
Vermouth pondered for a moment, and without hesitation, she turned around, took off her coat and left quickly.
Bai Zhi seemed to care about her a little too much.
However, no matter whether Baizhi has ulterior motives or treats you sincerely, listening to Baizhi is a good choice now.
"Damn it, why don't these two beasts leave?" The man in black who was leading the wolfhounds kicked them hard.
The two wolfhounds cried out in grief at once, but finally stood up reluctantly.
But this time they wasted too much time, had lost track of the scent, and could only circle in place.
"Forget it, let's ignore that person for now. Killing him is the next best thing." Someone waved his hand to stop his teammates from getting impatient: "Where are the people down there? Have you found the Angel's Heart?"
"Isn't there a location? Why haven't you found it yet?" Another person was a little impatient: "Didn't you say that this is the most precious one?"
"Idiot, the location has been dismantled a long time ago. This is the place the people above guessed based on the clues." The man frowned, "If we go down a few more, that person will be in a hurry and won't be able to take care of the gems."
The two men in black jumped down silently, and soon there were lights from two more flashlights.
"Oh? Found it!" There was a burst of exclamations, and everyone's eyes immediately lit up.
The people below immediately came over and saw that the man had a beautiful pink diamond in his hand. It was large and crystal clear, and it was obviously worth a lot of money.
"Really? Let me see." A hand stretched out.
"Hurry, hurry, take it with you. My waist is hurting from looking for it." The man handed the pink diamond over without thinking much, and stood up and patted his waist.
He lay on the ground and fumbled around for a long time, his waist and knees ached terribly.
"How is it? Is it true?" Others also became excited.
This is a great achievement. Everyone who comes down will be rewarded, and promotion and salary increase are in sight.
"Yeah, that's right." The person holding the pink diamond smiled meaningfully: "It's true."
The people below then realized something was wrong, and five flashlights were immediately pointed at the person holding the pink diamond. Immediately someone's heart skipped a beat.
"No, who are you?" Someone's face changed drastically: "I have never seen you!"
There were many people in the organization, but he had never seen this person before. His wheat-colored skin was healthy and even, and even with a baseball cap, it couldn't completely cover his short platinum hair.
This man has distinct facial features, and his purple-gray eyes are clear and bright in the night, giving people the illusion of being gentle and affectionate. His jawline is clearer than his life plan in the organization.
This person was sure that he had never seen this person before.
So handsome, okay?!
He had never seen anyone who looked so human!
[Hey! What happened?] The person above also noticed something was wrong and called out in the headset [Reply received, reply received!]
"We met..." The people below immediately felt relieved. After all, they were many in number and it was enough to deal with a strange person.
But the next second, everyone panicked.
[Wait! What is that! ]
[Golden eyes... No, no! ]
What happened up there?
The people in the basement suddenly felt a chill down their spines. They looked at the man with short platinum hair, only to see him standing straight holding a pink diamond, his tall figure made look more slender in the light of the flashlight.
He smiled indifferently, his eyes sharp as an eagle. In the dark and damp basement, there was a sense of oppression, making everyone feel heavy breathing.
And the people at the top don't have it any easier than those below.
Generally speaking, they do not believe in ghosts or gods.
However, in the middle of the night, in the silent deep forests, next to abandoned factories, next to desolate basements, where dead branches and dead grass meet, a cloak suddenly appears, which really looks like a ghost in the middle of the night...
The night wind blew by, bringing with it a desolate whistling sound, and even the bravest person would feel a little scared at this moment.
"Rustle, rustle."
The person under the cloak raised his head, his golden pupils were captivating in the dark night, and every step forward made people's heart skip a beat.
The cloak fluttered in the evening breeze, the hood was taken off by the wind, and the long hair scattered in the darkness like the Milky Way scattered in the universe. This scene should have been a beautiful scene like a fairy tale.
However, the older man in the lead suddenly turned pale and pointed at Bai Zhi tremblingly, with his mouth wide open and his lips trembling.
“Ghost…” The older man breathed rapidly, his face pale, as if he was about to faint at any moment: “Ghost, white ghost!!”
Most people were confused. The little girl in front of them looked fragile, but she didn't look like a ghost at all.
But the next moment, they found themselves unable to move.
"Drip-"
Everyone's heart trembled, and the two of them turned their eyes tremblingly to look at their waists, and immediately cold sweat flowed down their foreheads.
The time bombs on their waists suddenly started counting down, at a speed faster than their heartbeats. Looking at the time ticking down on the time bombs, everyone's hearts were in their throats.
If they were able to move, their legs would probably have gone weak and they would have knelt down before Bai Zhi on the spot, and Bai Zhi would have had a grandson overnight.
Unfortunately, Baizhi doesn't want to enjoy this blessing.
"Hello, hello? What happened?" The people in the basement were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, but the people upstairs didn't say anything.
There was a slight noise, and the man with short platinum hair had already scurried into the ventilation duct that had been opened at some point like a nimble cat. Someone immediately reacted and fired a burst of shots with a gun.
With a series of perfect human body outlines, Toru Amuro successfully got into the ventilation duct and ran away.
"Drip-drip-"
The timer alarm sounded, and the men in black finally felt their stiff bodies return to the control of their brains. Some of them felt their legs go weak and they fell to the ground, while others stumbled and accidentally fell directly into the basement.
Five, four, three...
As the timer ticked faster and faster, the people in the basement, who had seen someone fall, nervously ran forward to check. When they saw what was on the person's waist, they immediately let out a desperate wail.
"Rumble--"
There was a constant roar, screams, the crackling of flames, the sound of dead wood breaking, and the sound of burning weeds, along with a variety of burnt smells, lighting up this desolate area.
It's too desolate here. I'm afraid the firefighters won't come back unless this piece of dead wood is mostly burned.
In the raging fire, only the old man who was barely alive was still staring straight ahead, holding a pair of black headphones tightly in his hand, and gradually losing his breath.