The red rose of the age of elves

Chapter 296 Gabriel

The person who caught Mo Ran's attention had long hair with a shawl, but he was indeed a man with a rather handsome appearance, but his cold eyes made the aura around him cool down.

His hair color is pure black, but his eyes are bright blue, with a kind of mixed-race handsomeness.

Mo Ran was very surprised to see him here.

Because in the records, like Mo Ran, he had already died in the line of duty, and completely disappeared on the terminal computer of the plasma group.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran's eyes changed, and he followed the young man.

He found that the young man bought some daily necessities when he came to the supermarket, but he still kept an eye on his back all the time, maintaining the usual vigilance in the past.

When operating in the plasma group or in the base, he always wears a mask, so even if he breaks away from the organization and acts alone, he will not be recognized by his past colleagues.

In particular, they are also special forces death squads.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran stood behind him generously, reached out and patted his shoulder.

Before he touched it, the young man moved his shoulders, turned slightly sideways, and had already passed half of his body. At the same time, he swung his elbow back. If he pulled hard this time, he probably lost half his life.

Mo Ran stretched out his hand and held the incoming half arm, only a few centimeters away from Mo Ran's throat.

"Is this the way to welcome old friends, Gabriel?" Mo Ran raised the corners of his mouth, obviously in a good mood.

"Michael... the organization asked you to kill me?" Gabriel didn't turn around, and uttered cold words from his mouth.

Mo Ran shrugged, let go of his hand and said, "Oh, I was still in the organization when you feigned death, so I don't know."

"What do you mean?" Gabriel came back to his senses, and looked at Mo Ran with a pair of vigilant eyes. It was because he knew how scary this seemingly harmless boy was, so he didn't dare to let go of his vigilance.

"Hey, hey, what's your attitude?" Mo Ran waved his hands back and said, "I finally found you, of course I want to catch up with you."

Gabriel looked at him coldly, apparently not believing what Mo Ran said.

"I also pretended to be dead. I am no longer a member of the organization. Now I am completely free." After his death, he was made to feel worse than death."

Gabriel thought for a while, and it is indeed the case. He and Mo Ran are considered to be two close friends in the Death Squad, so they naturally know each other's situation, and they also took off their masks to confirm each other's appearance. One person died in the mission and the corpse was thrown into the wilderness, and the two made an agreement to collect the corpse of the other party.

"Hey, do you believe me?" Mo Ran looked at Gabriel, "I am a ruthless trainer who even abandoned the elves in the past. You should believe me to this extent."

"..." Gabriel pondered for a while, then nodded, "It's not convenient to talk here."

"That's easy, just find a cafe with few people." Mo Ran said.

The two are also partners who have worked together for many years. Although they have not seen each other for a long time, and after Gabriel feigned death, Mo Ran never found his body. Since then, he has been wondering whether Gabriel can't stand the special forces The treatment of death squads, so he feigned death and fled.

Of course, this matter was kept in his heart, and he didn't report it or tell anyone.

The two came to the cafe, found a corner where no one was around, and ordered two drinks. Mo Ran first briefly talked about what he had experienced during this period.

"Oh...it seems that you have found your family, which is really good." Gabriel nodded and said.

"What about you? Have you found your grandparents?" Mo Ran asked after taking a sip of coffee.

Gabriel showed a rare smile and nodded.

Both his parents died in a construction, and he was brought up by his grandparents. In order to become a trainer and learn all his skills, he happened to join the plasma regiment, and happened to join the death squad of the plasma regiment's special forces.

"Now I live with them, and I just work occasionally to earn some money." Gabriel said meaningfully.

Mo Ran raised his legs: "It can't be elf hunting, I think about it, and this one earns the most."

"That's right, hunting elves earn the most." Gabriel grinned.

"How will you live in the future?" Mo Ran asked, looking at his colleagues in the past, who were also one of the few companions, and asked the question he was most concerned about.

Gabriel's smile gradually disappeared. Looking at the crowd coming and going outside the window, he said with a dull expression: "I don't know, I'm also very confused now, I don't know what I want to do in the future, I used to want to be an outstanding Here comes the elf trainer, challenge all the gyms and become the champion of the league...you think it's funny."

"Everyone thinks like this when they are young." Mo Ran smiled helplessly, "I think you are just too busy, and whenever you have something to do, you will devote yourself to it, and even become addicted to it."

"What do you mean...Hey, you don't want to drag me into your new organization, do you..." Gabriel twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't know what's wrong with you, but you still want to Founding an organization, the wings are hardened and you want to fly by yourself?"

Mo Ran's eyebrows twitched. Sure enough, the tone of voice sounded like he deserved a beating, as expected of his former colleague.

"You are right." Mo Ran nodded, "Anyway, you know the purpose of my organization, and you understand the system with a high probability. It depends on whether you are willing or not."

"Naturally, your part of the salary will not be missing." Mo Ran smiled with a pure face.

Gabriel frowned, lowered his head in thought, and Mo Ran was not in a hurry, sitting aside drinking a drink and waiting.

"I need to think about it for a while," Gabriel said.

"Well, don't worry, I know the importance of this decision." Mo Ran said, stood up, and walked out of the coffee shop alone after paying the bill.

The two did not say goodbye to each other, or even parted without saying anything.

However, the two of them naturally have a unique set of communication methods, and Mo Ran doesn't have to worry that Gabriel will not be able to contact him.

Moreover, he was just short of money. After supporting the two elderly people, it was obvious that Gabriel had also lost his goal.

This skill, the elf trainer's ability, and his ability to make elf cubes are Mo Ran's few respected friends in the death squad of the special forces.

It can be said that apart from his character, Gabriel possesses skills that are just like another Mo Ran.

However, in terms of physical skills, Mo Ran still has some advantages.

(End of this chapter)