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“But there’s something wrong,” she smiled seductively, “I am Kiko.”

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The black light streaked across the void and struck the silver blade.

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Chapter 125 The Dead's Belongings (Please subscribe, add to your favorites, and vote with monthly tickets)

The blade in Kiko's hand was deflected by the black light, and the black metal buttons scattered on the ground.

At the same time, a black figure, accompanied by a silver sword light, approached.

Clang——

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the void.

Qi Ke held a small knife in front of her to block the silver sword light.

She took two steps back, and the heel of her high heel snapped directly from the force transmitted from her arm to her body.

Hypermemory, Explosion!

Without hesitation, He Ao detonated his super memory, instantly raising his physical attributes from 90 to 147.

Qi Ke's wrist couldn't withstand such a powerful force. Just as He Ao pressed down, she suddenly turned to the side, leaped backward, and distanced herself from He Ao.

"A dancer?"

He grabbed Christos from the ground, took a few steps back, and blocked the doorway. Then he deactivated his super memory, and the silver short sword pointed downwards, its slender blade reflecting a cold, sharp light.

Theoretically, the sword shouldn't be able to escape the security check at the entrance, but the scabbard left by Roy's father allows the cold weapon to be disguised as a non-metallic support, thus evading security checks.

Roy didn't have any knowledge of this material in his memory, but Ender did in his memories of firearms.

This material was once used to disguise firearms, but after security systems were upgraded, it can only be used to disguise melee weapons.

This is why the scabbard and the short sword were not a good match, but He Ao always carried it with him.

The things Roy's father left behind all had special uses. For example, the metal button that just hit Feiqi's knife was something he tore off his trench coat.

"A child from the Inor family?"

Kiko gripped the knife, squinting. She took out a lipstick, slowly applied it to her lips, and gently pursed her lips. Her bright red lips reflected a moist, glistening glow under the bright light. "So, it seems Qirui is dead?"

She raised her head and looked at He Ao, her clear eyes shimmering like rippling blue waves.

He felt his body stiffen for a short time, and his breathing and heartbeat accelerated.

"Be careful, she's probably from the Witch's Church, they're good at seduction."

Christos leaned against the door and gave a difficult reminder.

Of course, Heo knew this; during his time with Ander, he had already tried the methods of the dancers.

He detonated his super memory again, resisted Kiko's charm, and charged at her with his sword once more.

Qi Ke's strengths and weaknesses are both obvious. She should be a D-rank. Her mental abilities are very strong, but her physical fitness is much weaker than that of a typical D-rank. He Ao, on the other hand, has reached 147 in physical fitness after detonating his super memory, touching the threshold of 150 points for D-rank.

Overall, with the enhanced senses of a 'spectator,' his physical abilities and reaction speed are stronger than the dancer's.

Using his 'hyper-memory' to resist the dancer's allure, coupled with the 'mercenary's' physical prowess, his best option was to kill the dancer head-on in a short time.

This battle must be quick, because hyperthymesia has a time limit.

“Interesting,” Kiko looked at He Ao, a slight smile playing on her lips, seemingly surprised that He Ao had dispelled her charm. “You are much better than your father.”

She charged towards He Ao like a phantom, her silver body...

The dagger slashed across the sharp blade, then quickly swept towards He Ao's neck, sparks flying as the blade clashed.

He Ao slightly turned his body, and at the same time, the sword pressed down, dodging the knife while the blade slashed upwards towards Qi Ke's neck.

Qi Kefei retreated, dodging He Ao's slashing sword.

Although she dodged the fatal blow, He Ao's sword tip still grazed her snow-white neck, and a little bit of bright red blood, tinged with purple, seeped out from the open wound.

"Did you inflict the wounds on my father?"

He Ao gained the upper hand and charged forward again with his sword drawn.

“He’s a very professional mercenary, but not worth my time,” Kiko smiled alluringly, not taking Heo’s sword head-on, but instead dodging and weaving through his attacks. She seemed to have noticed Heo’s advantage as well. “I’m just supervising their mission as an instructor for the church. If I were to intervene, your father wouldn’t be able to leave Kaya City at all, of course.”

She smiled slightly, "I added a little curse to your father to make him die faster, after all, those little guys really didn't do things well."

Her eyes were filled with spring-like allure as she looked at He Ao. Although she was saying cruel and hateful words, she evoked a strange feeling of pity in He Ao.

Charm.

He Ao's brow twitched.

Has she gotten stronger again? Or did she not use her full strength last time?

"So you also went to Kaya City five years ago?"

He took two steps back, and after creating some distance, the intense feeling of his heart pounding subsided considerably.

When not fighting, he would choose to shut down his super memory to prolong the battle. His soul strength was not as strong as it was during Ender's time, and he could barely maintain a little bit of mobility.

“Yes,” Qi Ke tilted her head, put her hands behind her back, and walked step by step towards He Ao, exuding both girlish innocence and mature charm. “So why did you come to find me? To avenge your father? Or…”

She scoffed, "For justice?"

Heo widened the distance between himself and her again; if he retreated any further, he would be standing next to Christos.

"Do you know what your father does?" Qi Ke stared at He Ao with wide eyes and a smile on her lips. "He was commissioned by the Nord Foundation to steal the technical data of gene-based drugs. His goal is actually the same as ours, except that we are employed by different foundations, and our methods are a bit more brutal."

“Killing the professor, destroying the research institute, severely injuring my father, then casting a curse, and hunting down the only surviving little girl,” Heo looked at her calmly. “Is this what you call ‘slightly’ brutal?”

"So you're here to uphold justice? Just like your father before he died? He could have left, but he chose to risk his life to save that little girl."

A flash of silver light appeared.

“No,” Heo blocked the flashing blade with his short sword, “I’m just here for my foolish father who wanted to do something good before he died.”

He pressed down hard, sending Qi Ke flying.

"Just revenge!"

Inor told children hero stories his whole life, but he himself was just a mercenary walking in the shadows.

So even if it's only once, he chooses to be a hero.

He wanted to set an example for his children with his life.

Even if his children may never know about it.

Do you know why I followed you all the way here?

He Ao calmly stared at Qi Ke, then slowly put his hand into his pocket, from which he took out a blood-red, writhing compass-like object.

At this moment, the pointer of this 'compass' is pointing firmly in Kiko's direction.

"this is?"

Qi Ke was taken aback.

"Things belonging to the dead."

He Ao calmly raised his short sword and walked towards Qi Ke.

Qi Ke stared quietly at He Ao, and in a daze, she saw a huge, violent phantom behind the man.

That madman who had been chasing her for many, many years.

Muxiu.

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Chapter 126 The Death of a Dancer (Third Update, Please Subscribe, Add to Favorites, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

"Every bit of resentment you accumulate will lengthen your path to death."

He Ao stuffed the compass into his bag, stomped his feet on the ground, and burst forward, instantly charging towards Qi Ke.

This compass is a supernatural tool that Mu Xiu uses to track the dancer. When He Ao crouched down on Mu Xiu, Mu Xiu was using this compass to absorb the blood that the dancer had spilled on the ground.

After Heo and Mush died together, in accordance with the FBI's usual practice, they would clean up the contaminated environment and retrieve all supernatural items.

So Heo went directly to Selena and, sure enough, borrowed the compass from her.

However, this tool has a clear distance limitation; it can only indicate a general direction unless you get very close.

Heo had been wandering around the theater, actually trying to make sure the dancer was in the theater. This attempt continued until he talked to Christos, when he saw the blonde girl on stage.

They confirmed the blonde girl's identity using a compass.

However, he couldn't have acted at that time. There were spectators all around, and there were staff members who appeared to be security personnel. If the situation got out of control, he might not only be surrounded and attacked, but innocent people might also be injured.

So he waited until Qi Ke returned backstage.

"You want to kill me?"

Qi Ke's eyes flickered slightly, her smile radiant.

He Ao felt a throbbing sensation rising in his lower abdomen, which instantly rushed to his brain, causing his body to stiffen for a moment.

His short sword collided with the silver dagger. Unable to control his body, he had no way to resist Kiko's strength, and the sword in his hand was knocked away.

In that instant, Qi Ke coiled around He Ao like a winding little snake, her soft body nestled into his arms, their bodies pressed together, their breaths mingling.

Looking at the alluring and enchanting face of the person in my arms at such close range.

He Ao felt his entire body become uncontrollably hot.

“With such strong resistance, your soul must be delicious,” Kiko said, tiptoeing slightly and bringing her moist lips close to Heo’s ear. “God will love your soul.”

A soft little tongue darted out of the woman's mouth and touched He Ao's already somewhat cold earlobe.

The warm sensation traveled up his earlobe, quickly spreading across He Ao's cheeks and invading his brain.