The rules and regulations of the Sixth Base were extremely strict.
Especially for the heroic taboos, each one of them practically imprisoning their freedom. In contrast, incidents of taboos getting out of control rarely occurred in the Sixth Base.
According to the regulations, before the banquet began, each taboo person would undergo a physical examination and was not allowed to carry any weapons into the room. The medical personnel in white coats would check their condition at all times.
"Major Zhang Ping, Major Golan, test passed."
The curve of the screen of the half-body tall instrument fluctuated, and the electronic voice rang out indifferently.
"Do you feel that there are many more officers on duty at the banquet today than before?"
Zhang Ping had a popular face and looked like he had a good personality. He glanced at the guards hidden in the corners in a tight formation and smiled at his friend kindly, "I remember that there weren't this many people lined up before."
Golan didn't care. He came over just to have a meal. It wasn't like he was supposed to be on watch if there were too many people, "I think it's because the marshal is coming, don't you remember? Didn't some taboo person get out of control at that wedding before?"
"I reckon it's because of that."
Golan was very dissatisfied, "That screwed up thing brought by the Fourth Base, I don't know why he suddenly took off his goggles. It's so evil, and it caused us to be punished."
Zhang Ping comforted a few words in a good-natured manner. His eyes met with a brown-haired officer not too far away. As if it was just an inadvertent glance, the two of them quickly retracted their eyes.
Soon.
The surrounding clamor grew, and the blood in Zhang Ping's body seemed to follow and surge. Feeling his heart beating violently, Zhang Ping patiently lowered his head and continued to comfort his brainless companion. They had to endure.
Meanwhile, Ya Xiao, who was sitting in the hover car, heard the system's message:
[Host, the two assassins have already blended into the meeting hall.]
[Okay, Fourth Uncle.]
Ya Xiao's eyelashes fluttered slightly. After cutting off the connection, he turned to look at the villain who was reading a book on the side.
Qin Qi had always been focused on his work. It was just that Ya Xiao's line of sight was too obvious. He spoke in a calm tone, "What's wrong?"
"Marshal, you must be careful at the banquet."
The tip of Ya Xiao's tail gave a small wag as he said with a serious expression, "When I first came to the base to attend a wedding banquet, there was a taboo person who got out of control. Fortunately, no one was hurt. This time, it's a banquet within our base, but we must be careful as well."
The black-haired young man seemed to care about Qin Qi. Even if the other party was the most powerful existence in the base, he would still care about his body and worry about him getting hurt.
Qin Qi looked down at the slender and thinly built youth who had pure and sincere concern in those beautiful blue eyes. He watched for a moment, retracted his gaze, and hmmed in a low voice.
"I will."
Hearing these words, Ya Xiao was relieved. He revealed a bright smile, and then he also stopped bothering Qin Qi and sat upright.
Qin Qi's attention returned to the book, only that he couldn't read a single word even after reading for a while.
He still wasn't good at receiving others' kindness, or rather, wasn't accustomed to the care given to him by a fragile being like Ya Xiao.
He didn't deserve it.
After getting down from the hovercar, Mist was guarding the parking place of the venue. Ya Xiao followed behind Qin Qi and waited for him to enter the venue after checking his body. Almost at the same moment when he stepped into the venue, the originally noisy venue was so quiet that he couldn't hear any sound at all.
All the officers in black uniforms neatly straightened up, turned, and saluted. They clenched their fists and placed them on their right chests. The pressure made people's hearts tighten. Qin Qi nodded slightly at them, which was like a signal that the solemn and tense atmosphere was suddenly cleared up.
The clamor resumed.
Ya Xiao looked into the crowd thoughtfully. His eyes curved when he glanced at a certain figure in the crowd, and he gave a small wave in that direction.
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Mist also had a guess in his heart. After all, Ya Xiao only knew so many people when he came to the base. He lifted his gold-framed glasses and responded with a smile:
"Emily and Wittin are also at this banquet, so if you're bored later, you can look for them as well."
"Hmm."
Ya Xiao said in his heart that he might not have the time, but on the surface, he still obediently agreed to this matter.
On the other hand, after Qin Qi and his group came in, Sheng Cheng deliberately lowered his presence in the corner to avoid attracting others' attention and waited for an opportunity to act.
Who would have thought that the butler supervisor, who followed Qin Qi and frequently squeezed him, would actually look over at this time? When they looked at each other, a bad premonition surged up in his heart, and then Sheng Cheng saw that the other party waved his hand in a friendly manner.
Qin Qi was a pillar-like existence of the base, and his butler naturally also had a lot of people's attention. As soon as Ya Xiao rushed to say hello to him, the surrounding sights vaguely shot towards him.
What the hell are you greeting me for? We don't have such a good relationship!
Sheng Cheng waved his hand at Ya Xiao naturally on the surface, but inwardly, he was a little crushed.
He was thin and didn't look too healthy, and because he was a civilian officer with little presence, those gazes moved away after a few glances. The changes quickly calmed down, but it still made Sheng Cheng's back break out in a cold sweat.
Just this time, many officers have memorized his appearance. Sheng Cheng lowered his head, wearing a timid and thin appearance again.
The eyes of the two subordinates looked over from time to time.
It was as if Sheng Cheng did not notice, but in his heart, he cursed the stupidity. The priority now is Qin Qi, look at what he is doing!
It was also fortunate that those two idiots were not hopeless. After a few seconds, they returned to normal and hid in the crowd.
That's good.
Sheng Cheng hid the smile in his eyes and took his time. There was no way that their plan would go wrong.
At the same time, the system was keeping Ya Xiao informed of Sheng Cheng's and the two assassins' every move.
[Currently, there are no movements from the few people.]
Ya Xiao's tail wagged a bit, and while he mentally responded to Fourth Uncle, his feet did not stop and followed Qin Qi into a certain room on the second floor.
There was some noise inside when they went in.
The aged Wei Duo was sitting on the sofa with his crutches. His butler Colund was beside him and was urging Wei Duo somewhat anxiously, "Master, this dress on you is already dirty, why don't you change it for another one?"
He didn't even know where Wei Duo had searched for this piece of clothing. Without explaining the reason, he yelled that he liked this one and wanted to wear it down.
"This uniform on my side is clean and beautiful, especially for you, do you think it's okay?"
"No."
Wei Duo glanced at him and didn't explain.
The black military uniform worn by the aged lieutenant general was a bit old and tattered. The golden medals on the side of the shoulders had heavy wear marks, some of which were even dented.
Qin Qi's gaze fell on that piece of clothing, his long eyelashes covering the color of his eyes, and his fingers trembled unnoticeably.
Ya Xiao sensed that Qin Qi's emotions seemed a little off. It was obvious that the clothes on Wei Duo should have some relationship with Qin Qi.
It wasn't like a dislike, nor was it like an aversion.
Originally, he was waiting for Qin Qi to say something, but the other party just didn't say anything since he came in.
After thinking about it, Ya Xiao walked over to the butler Colund's side and lowered his voice to say quietly, "Officer Wei Duo is celebrating his birthday today, he should be allowed to spend the day in high spirits."
Qin Qi, who had been silent all this time, glanced at Ya Xiao but didn't say anything.
Colund was also a bit hesitant at his words.
Wei Duo on the sofa was old but his ears were still sharp. He glanced at Ya Xiao with satisfaction and said to Colund, "That's right. I'm only happy if I wear this."
What could Colund say? Of course, he agreed.
"You're a good boy."
Wei Duo smiled lovingly at Ya Xiao and then looked at Qin Qi who had not said anything. His wrinkles all seemed to have increased a bit as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he only said, "It's time, let's go down."
It was only then that Qin Qi made a move. He took the initiative to move his steps up to Wei Duo's side, holding onto his arm:
"Let's go."
"Now you know how to talk?"
Wei Duo's tone was a bit unhappy.
"Uh-huh."
Wei Duo was choked for a moment. Qin Qi in turn revealed a slight smile, not too obvious but very real. At this time, he acted just like an ordinary junior.
Ya Xiao was about to follow. Just as he lifted his steps, the system's voice suddenly came beside his ears: [Host, Assassin No. 1 Zhang Ping has gone around to the courtyard through the restroom window!]
The steps stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Qi glanced at Ya Xiao.
"Marshal, I want to go to the restroom."
The young butler looked like he was a little embarrassed. His eyes held a few apologies, and his ears were slightly flushed.
Qin Qi faintly hmmed and helped Wei Duo walk down.
The process of the birthday banquet of the base was very simple. The congratulatory gifts sent by the officers to congratulate Wei Duo on his birthday were recorded early. After Wei Duo's speech was over, the officers below began to move freely.
As the main character of the banquet, Wei Duo was surrounded by the people and talked to them, but Qin Qi preferred to be quiet and stayed in the corner with his adjutant Mist.
The atmosphere of the Sixth Base was serious and cold.
Only when the banquet was held would the tense atmosphere be a bit lighter.
Sheng Cheng shrank in the corner and watched all of this. His line of sight crossed over the brown-haired officer who was talking to people in the distance. His raised wine glass covered the smile at the corner of his mouth.
His blood was not drunk for nothing.
The accident happened suddenly at the most joyous point of the party.
The brown-haired officer Clay, who was originally talking and laughing with people suddenly exploded with blood all over his body, scarlet blood splattering in all directions like a fountain.
As if his vitality had been sucked out, the normal adult man thinned down to just bones in a flash. He fell to his knees, his skin was cracked and dark, his spine was hunched and protruding, and his eyes were flushed with an abnormal scarlet color.
"Shit! Clay what's wrong with you!"
Kneeling in place as if he wasn't the least bit surprised, Clay laughed maniacally, his smile tugging behind his ears, twisted and exaggerated in a creepy way.
In the blink of an eye, the creepy man suddenly disappeared.
"He's not in the right state!"
"High alert!"
That was clearly not the state of an out-of-control person.
The well-trained officers quickly came back to their senses after a brief moment of confusion, and the guards on duty immediately raised their weapons to search for the unknown being.
There was a loud bang as the wall was smashed through, debris splattered everywhere. The officers inwardly flinched, and in the next second, they saw Clay dying and spitting blood in the dissipating dust. The powerful and cold marshal was standing in front of him, his head slightly bowed, looking down at Clay.
"Are you trying to assassinate me?"
Was Clay looking for death? Daring to assassinate the marshal?
The officers present thought in shock.
Meanwhile, Sheng Cheng, who was hidden in the crowd, looked at Clay, who spat blood and prostrated himself on the ground in an attempt to attack the marshal but failed to even touch the corner of the other party's coat. Instead of being disgruntled, he became more agitated inwardly.
Of course, he wouldn't expect that kind of fool to harm Qin Qi. From the beginning, Sheng Cheng's target was not Qin Qi.
Sheng Cheng's gaze shifted to Wei Duo, who was being guarded by the crowd, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It was now!
Zhang Ping, who had drunk his blood, possessed extremely strong shooting skills and could even penetrate walls!
Now that everyone's eyes were attracted to that idiot Clay, this was the best time! As long as Wei Duo died, he would be able to verify his suspicions and even get Qin Qi seriously injured!
Hurry! Zhang Ping!
Hurry......
Where did Zhang Ping disappear to?
Sheng Cheng was confused.
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At the blind corner of the courtyard, Zhang Ping looked at the unknown presence. He fell limply to the ground and backed up using his hands and feet.
Footsteps sounded softly.
Zhang Ping was trembling, his eyes were horrified. Obviously, he had already drunk blood and his body had turned into a monster, but why.... why did he not have the slightest power to fight back in front of this person!
"Don't come over!"
Zhang Ping screamed and shot a gun at him.
The bullet that should have been able to penetrate the wall right in the center of his eyebrow was still lightly caught.
The bullet landed on the ground.
The black bat wings that glowed with a dark blue light flapped, casting a black shadow on the ground.
The man with a figure like that of a young man stood in place, his long hair braided into a scorpion braid hanging down to his waist. He slightly tilted his head.
The black and white clown mask outlined a twisted and exaggerated smile as if he were a demon descending from hell. He said in an intimate tone, "No assassinating the marshal, oh."
"I'll be angry."