Chapter 77 Crow Chorus

June 6, late at night, on the 21th floor of the Super Hero Association building.

Ke Youqing took off his mask, supported his hands on the countertop of the sink, lowered his head, and breathed deeply.

Qing Ya's mask fell to the ground with a metallic buzzing sound.

He raised his eyes from the shadow of his forehead hair. A tired and gloomy face was reflected in the mirror, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the mirror.

A crow was standing on his shoulder and screaming, "They ran away, they all ran away, no one caught them, you are really useless..."

A few hours ago, an unknown hacker broke into the official archives and checked the files of him and his family. Ke Youqing found the hacker's address as soon as possible through the anti-reconnaissance security line set up in advance, and mobilized a special police team and two B-level superheroes from the local association branch to search.

But the hacker reacted quickly and destroyed all clues and evidence at the first opportunity. Not only that, he also escaped from the police encirclement unscathed.

Therefore, Ke Youqing was particularly annoyed tonight.

Who on earth could it be...who hacked into the archives just to look up information about him and his family?

I kept thinking about this question in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more upset I became.

The association's branch's follow-up investigation has yet to yield any results.

He can only wait...

If he were a few decades younger, he believed that he was used to and good at waiting. This was the key to his ability to subdue those criminals. He patiently waited for the right time to strike and never did anything without certainty.

But now he is too tired to wait any longer.

So he could only attack desperately like a mad dog, while the last breath was still in his throat.

"Go back, go back...you useless thing."

The crow taunted over his shoulder, disdain evident in its bloodshot eyes.

Ke Youqing was silent for a while, then he raised his gloved right hand, pressed down on the crow's head hard, and crushed it.

There was no blood gushing out, only crow feathers fluttering to the ground, like a black rain melting away.

He hissed deeply and turned his head irritably. He could see two crows dancing tango on the toilet lid; three crows were playing bungee jumping on the windowsill. They jumped off the windowsill, and when they were about to hit the ground, they flapped their wings and flew back to the windowsill; ten crows stood side by side in a corner of the toilet and sang "London Bridge is Falling Down" in unison. The leading crow held a baton in his hand, waving it left and right, and his hoarse singing echoed in the bathroom; the narrow bathtub was piled with the corpses of tens of millions of crows, and thick blood was about to overflow from it.

Ke Youqing is crazy.

But he didn't think he was crazy yet.

It would be better to say that he cannot go crazy. If he goes crazy, who will take over his position and protect this city?

He didn't know how long he could maintain his sane mind. If he had ever dreamed that he could change the world, then he had completely lost.

He only hopes that his family can be safe, and that every child can grow up smoothly, find a normal life, and live peacefully.

As for his own ideal, he planned to find a trustworthy successor and train him to the best of his ability within this year so that he could take over his position.

Then, exit this complicated stage with peace of mind.

Ke Youqing was silent for a long time, slowly took off his combat uniform, and walked towards the bathtub step by step.

The dead crows suddenly came to life, screaming hoarsely and flew into the sky. He ignored everything and immersed himself in the warm pool of blood.

I knew it wasn't blood but bath water, but I could still smell a strong smell of blood at the tip of my nose.

Ke Youqing picked up the pack of cigarettes on the edge of the bathtub, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and looked up at the ceiling.

After fighting day and night for decades, he still couldn't see any sign of improvement in the world. In the end, he was covered with scars and could only protect his family like a sick dog, praying that they would not be dragged into the other side of the world, into the unchanging darkness. However... today, what happened completely broke the last line of defense in his heart, and invaded the last safe haven in his heart like a violent storm.

Someone is targeting his family.

"Is it a player?" Ke Youqing was soaking in the pool of blood, thinking, "Or someone from the Control Bureau. It can be seen from the fact that the Control Bureau used a brain imaging helmet to examine my child in the cinema. Maybe someone among them knows who I am, so they checked the files of the people around me..."

Half an hour ago, he contacted the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Abnormal Control Bureau and requested to meet with the S-level executor "Black Judge", but Black Judge said that he was enjoying his vacation time and had no time to meet with him unless he helped to find out the true identity of the dice monster. Then he might be interested in taking the time to come to the association and listen to what he wanted to say.

Although Ke Youqing didn't want to admit it, the official status of the Abnormal Control Bureau was indeed higher than that of the Super Hero Association, so he had to be in a passive position in communicating with the Control Bureau.

"Dice Freak, why is Black Judge so obsessed with this wanted criminal..."

Ke Youqing was in deep thought, with the words left to him by the Dice Monster echoing in his mind - "I am the hero, you are just a thug... No one will remember a tyrant, no one will."

He leaned the back of his head against the edge of the bathtub, slowly closed his tired eyelids, and took a deep puff of the cigarette.

June 6, seven o'clock in the morning.

The alarm clock rang on time. Ke Mingye rubbed his sleepy eyes and reached out to press the alarm button. When he opened his eyes, he still saw the notification panel.

[The mission time limit is 361 days left. Please complete the ultimate mission of "exterminating superhumans" within the time limit. ]

[Current number of surviving players worldwide: 96/100]

[No version update notification today. ]

[Today's daily tasks are as follows]

[5000. Run meters (reward: one chance to win a lucky draw)]

[2. No special tasks have been refreshed today.]

Ke Mingye yawned and closed the panel. "Oh, by the way, there are rewards for killing superhumans, but how do I get them..."

Thinking of this, he clicked the "Player Ranking" icon in the upper right corner of his field of vision.
A red and black panel popped up before my eyes.

[The current ranking of the cumulative number of superhuman kills by global players is as follows.] [First place: 17 people - ID: Ripper Z (serial number NO.002)]

[Second place: 15 people——ID: Azhe (serial number NO.098)]

[Third place: 12 people - ID: No. 025 gigolo (serial number NO.)]

[Fourth place: 6 people - ID: Anti-Dog (serial number NO.039)]

【……】

[Your ranking: Currently tied with 23 players for eighth place in the overall ranking, with 1 kill]

"These people must be so brutal in killing people. They are really not afraid of death."

Ke Mingye was secretly surprised, thinking that the top of the list had already hunted down seventeen superhumans, would he really not be targeted by some of the more powerful local superheroes?
Especially this guy called "Anti-Dog" has some problems. There is no one called "Green Crow" among other people. This guy even goes to the tiger den knowing that there is a tiger there.

Ke Mingye looked at the upper right corner of the ranking interface, where there was an icon for [Kill Milestone], and clicked on it.

[The current number of kills of E-class superhumans is - 1 (with a milestone reward that can be claimed)]

Ke Mingye didn't think much about it. He stretched out his finger and poked the line of text, and a panel popped up immediately.

[Rewards received: a D-level equipment card, 1000 mall coins, 500 experience points.]

"I'm done, let's go for a run."

He threw back the covers and rolled out of bed, then turned the doorknob and opened the door.

After stepping into the corridor and looking around, he found that the entire building was shrouded in dead silence, and there was no sound at all. This was exactly in line with his stereotype of this family - everyone was like pigs and couldn't get out of bed... Of course, it was also possible that they were out there doing justice with masks on last night, so it was understandable that they couldn't get out of bed so early in the morning.

Of course, except for my second brother.

In order to prepare for the battle in two weeks, Ke Xiaomo has gone out for training and has no time to play the "Morning Run Simulator" with Ke Mingye - neither of them sweats or breathes while running, and even running dozens of kilometers cannot enhance their physical fitness, after all, their bodies have reached the limit of what humans can achieve.

If we have to say what the meaning is, it may be just deceiving ourselves and acting in each other's eyes.

Ke Mingye didn't waste any time, just washed his face and went out.

Today he changed his running route and chose to walk towards Hongge Food Street and have breakfast there.

As a result, he had just run to the traffic light and stopped to wait to cross the road when he heard a roar coming from afar.

Turning my head, I saw a magical girl in a Gothic dress flying in the air holding a black umbrella, chasing a man in a white robe with transparent thin wings like a dragonfly on his back.

Ke Mingye was stunned for half a second, thinking to himself: "Oh my god, how come you have become a model worker? You have inherited your father's workaholic attribute, right?"

"Would you please stop flying around, Fly Man?"

Magical girl Ashes let out a low cry, her delicate face full of chill. Her skirt fluttered, the gray ribbon on her head swayed with it, and her hair, as bright as lead powder, fluttered in the wind.

"What fly man? Show some respect. My name is 'Fly Immortal' and I am a demon cultivator!"

The man flapped six pairs of thin wings and flew over the city, grinning wildly. His blood-stained ancient white robe fluttered in the wind, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand held a blood-red talisman.

[Character Code: Fly Immortal]

【Name: Li Jingshan】

[Strength: C++ level (better than a few superhumans)]

Ke Mingye raised his eyebrows, he recognized the name of this criminal - it was already the 21st century, if a cultivator suddenly appeared, he would most likely be captured by the Abnormal Control Bureau for dissection and research, and would soon appear in students' superhuman textbooks... So this guy was actually a real mutant, it was just that the title looked novel, and in fact, he had nothing to do with cultivators.

Rumor has it that he was bitten several times by a genetically mutated fly, which turned him into this monstrous appearance.

After a genetic mutation, Li Jingshan inherited the characteristics of a fly and grew six pairs of thin wings. He was extremely thirsty for human blood and was even more vampire-like than a vampire.

Also, because he was mentally unstable, he always felt that his power did not come from genetic mutations, but from the method of cultivating immortals, and that he would be able to achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven soon. So he gradually got the mocking title of "Fly Immortal".

A few years ago, the Fly Immortal created a cult, teaching people the "Crying Blood Method of Immortality", and deceived many believers. It is said that many of these believers died in the process of practicing "fasting".

Later, the Fly Immortal used the blood of these dead believers to make "talismans". Thinking he was invincible, he flew to the streets, shouting "The Fly Immortal is here, why don't you kneel down!", while shaking a bamboo with talismans made of human blood stuck to the bamboo.

As a result, he was knocked to the street by the passing "Black Monkey King", and his six pairs of thin wings were burned to ashes by the Samadhi True Fire. He was then sent to prison by the hardworking hero "Green Crow".

As luck would have it, the ghost escaped from prison a few days ago and captured the fly fairy in the process, so this charlatan was able to see the light of day again.

Judging from his lively appearance, the Fly Hermit has recovered well from his injuries, and his thin wings that were burned by Black Wukong have grown back one by one.

Although the battle scene between the magical girl and the fly fairy was hundreds of meters away, the passers-by with poor mental quality had already turned around and ran away screaming;
Those with good psychological quality took out their mobile phones to record videos, thinking of sharing them with their colleagues at work to brag about them.

"Do you want to give her a hand?"

Ke Mingye raised his head and looked at the flying gray skirt of the magical girl from afar, thinking.

At this moment, Huijin also caught a glimpse of Ke Mingye in the crowd from the corner of his eye.

She was obviously stunned for a moment, closed the Cinderella umbrella, stopped moving forward briefly, and hovered in the air, glancing at Ke Mingye from a distance.

"No, why are you looking at me? Go chase your criminal."

Ke Mingye stood there in a daze for a moment, not knowing how to react, and then he complained secretly in his heart.

It was the first time he saw the magical girl Ash in her true form, so he could only give her a confused look in response.

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