Chapter 299 What do you need me to do for you...?
Chapter 299 What do you need me to do for you...?
Jiang Xing glanced at He Jingtong with a strange look for a moment.
I never expected that infiltrating the enemy's base using an alias would bring such a pleasant surprise—
Jiang Xingni was momentarily speechless, wondering whether to marvel at Jiang Fuyuan's persistent attempts to fight He Jingtong, as He Jingtong's abilities were still able to effectively resist the superpowers he had copied from Jiang Fuyuan.
I should still be thankful that I wore a mask; otherwise, how would I greet someone I know—especially in half of the enemy's headquarters?
Hello, do I have an alternate account? Hello, do I have an alternate account too?
Jiang Xingni exchanged a glance with his teammate through the mask, while He Jingtong could only see a dark hood, and underneath the hood were dark masks.
Layer upon layer, it looked much more concealed than He Jingtong openly displaying his face.
However, despite being separated by several layers of concealment, He Jingtong had a premonition in his mind.
He felt like he had seen the person somewhere before, but when he tried to recall exactly where, he couldn't remember anyone like that.
He Jingtong gripped the familiar longsword in his hand and then slashed it towards Jiang Xingni without hesitation.
This wasn't the first time Jiang Xingni had seen the knife in all this time—she even remembered wondering how He Jingtong had managed to sneak such a large knife onto airplanes, high-speed trains, and other modes of transportation.
Now, thinking about this issue again, Jiang Xingni couldn't help but have a guess in his mind.
Could it be that all these places have been infiltrated by VOID? Jiang Xingni's expression, hidden beneath the mask, became strange.
She wasn't particularly wary—VOID's enemies were the main characters and Bureau 49. Even if she had some connection with both organizations, it didn't mean she should bear their responsibilities. VOID's vast influence was a dereliction of duty by the supernatural community and the Bureau 49, and it was also meant to highlight the protagonist's methods. In the end, they would still be dealt with by Xiao Jiming and his group.
Jiang Xingni realized that he could not imitate He Jingtong's method to successfully board airplanes and other public transportation with a controlled knife, and sighed with regret.
She sidestepped, holding her spear horizontally in front of her to block the black longsword that was slashing down—the spear had just been taken from the person behind her, and the muzzle was still emitting black smoke from the bullets.
This is not the first time Jiang Xingni has stood on the opposite side of He Jingtong—the opposite side in a physical sense. After all, they usually need to spar with each other for training in the academy. However, apart from He Jingtong, the other members of the main group, although their physical skills have improved a lot under the torture of Jiang Xingni and He Jingtong, does not mean that they can fight Jiang Xingni and his group to a draw.
In the end, Jiang Xingni and He Jingtong were often paired together as practice opponents.
Jiang Xingni made no attempt to conceal his skills, revealing his usual techniques in an instant.
The system's eyes widened instantly when it realized this, even though it didn't actually have any eyes to open.
"Aren't you about to be exposed?" the system exclaimed in alarm.
Jiang Xingni chuckled softly, answering the system's question in her mind: "That's why I was sent to test He Jingtong's thoughts."
Whether He Jingtong truly switched sides from the main characters to become a villain, or whether he was originally planning to become an undercover agent but was successfully influenced by their long-term companionship and ultimately decided to redeem himself as a villain... Jiang Xingni couldn't tolerate not being able to discern He Jingtong's current attitude.
Even though the system knew from Jiang Xingni's words that she had her own plans, it did not change the system's concerns.
"There's no need to use this identity!" the system tried to persuade. "Isn't Longinus some mysterious villain persona you're trying to create?"
"I've stolen a lot of people's superpowers." Jiang Xingni still hummed. Even if He Jingtong really turned against them, she naturally had other ways.
If we don't use such bait, how can we lure He Jingtong into taking the bait?
Jiang Xingni countered He Jingtong's moves with ease, and in the blink of an eye, he had already fought hundreds of times.
She didn't shoot He Jingtong. He Jingtong only tried to kill her at the very beginning. The fight between the two looked intense to outsiders, but only the two people present knew how much they were actually holding back.
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The vague sense of familiarity that He Jingtong had initially felt only intensified as the fight began.
At first, he just wanted to finish the battle quickly, kill the people in front of him, and run away with the data before the authorities attacked. Whether these people lived or died was not of much concern to him.
Now, as the fight goes on, He Jingtong finally understands what it feels like to know which sect someone belongs to just by looking at them in the novels he reads.
He is now experiencing that feeling himself.
The masked figure in the black cloak gradually overlapped with Jiang Xingni's figure, and both of them even liked to use guns.
He Jingtong tried to express his feelings with his eyes—Do you want to kill him?
His gaze swept over the other side, where two men were struggling to protect their leader amidst the flashing swords.
Jiang Xing nodded almost imperceptibly.
They reached a consensus and began to crack down on match-fixing.
So the leader character on the other side, who hadn't even shown his name yet, just watched as the two people in front of him inexplicably got closer and closer as they fought, and then, as they got closer, the fake blades and bullets were all replaced by real guns and ammunition.
...Wait a minute, something doesn't seem right!
Seeing that swords have no eyes, and that the superior's child was about to slash at him, the leader instinctively ducked down, trying to dodge the blow. But just as he did, he ended up in front of Jiang Xingni's gun.
Jiang Xingni's hand was very steady, and with the help of the Eye of Truth, the bullet pierced the leader's forehead with perfect accuracy.
The immense impact caused the back of his head to explode instantly.
Jiang Xingni lowered his eyes and sighed with feigned regret: "What a pity, you accidentally shot him in the head."
He Jingtong pretended not to understand what Jiang Xingni was saying, and his gaze fell on Jiang Xingni.
He suddenly remembered a short joke he had come across online.
—The ambiguous plot of a swordsman recognizing an old friend because of a move is a top-notch example of romance.
What about people who use knives?
Does this also mean that Jiang Xingni and he have a tacit understanding?
—So, by deliberately revealing your identity, does it mean that you need me?
What do you need me to do for you?
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