Chapter 582 You Are Free 【Six Explosions】

the forces behind his family are intricately connected, can he control what happens above his own headToday, no matter what, Xiaojie, you absolutely have to stay! Ye Fan clenched his fists."Lin, stay...Ye Fan smiled faintly and said, “I don’t need you to repay me. I saved you because I want to solve some questions in my heart. Now that you are free, go wherever you want. You don’t have to repay me either. Besides, what can you give me Money Or something else”

"I am a very good warrior," Tutu looked at Ye Fan, with a serious face.

Warrior

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled. His skill level didn't need bodyguards at all. Not many people could pose a threat to him. Even if there were, they wouldn't dare to risk it alone to deal with Ye Fan. In Ye Fan's opinion, with TuTu's skills, he might be able to barely get into the Wolf Fang. Even against Fatty, Fatty could take him down in just a few moves.

Tu Tu possesses formidable combat experience, honed through years of rigorous training by the Dark Phantom. As an assassin, Tu Tu is highly competent.

Moreover, carrying the figure around is actually quite inconvenient.

"Aren't you supposed to be a Dark Specter Are they allowing you to act on your own" Ye Fan asked with a smile, seeing Tupu's resolute expression.

When Ye Fan brought up this topic, Tutu's eyes flashed with a complex expression. He glanced at Ye Fan and suddenly said, "The Dark Phantom thought I was dead. In the program, Battyan killed me."

Upon hearing his words, Ye Fan looked at him with a hint of confusion.

"As soon as Ye Fan stopped asking questions, TuTu continued explaining, “Every member of our team has a communication device when we go on missions. Once the mission is successful, someone from Dark Phantom will come to organize our evacuation. This communicator lets company personnel know whether our operation was a success or failure. During the fight with Barton in the jungle, I destroyed his equipment, and he subdued me during hand-to-hand combat…”

Ye Fan probably understood what he meant.

Currently, Tutu's status should be a freelancer.

At this moment, Tutu should be reminiscing about something. A flash of pain crossed his face, followed by more relief and a deep sense of respect. His expression should be a tribute to Bastian.

In TuTu's fragmented account, Ye Fan finally pieced together what happened when he assassinated Kunta in Battyan. A scene, also emerged in his mind's eye.

A few days ago, when Ye Fan arrived in South Africa, Batty was also in this area. Tutu also received orders from the company to come to South Africa and organize Batty's private operation, even to kill Batty if necessary.

However, Tutu was no match for Bastian at all. After an intense battle, Tutu was worn down by Bastian's relentless assault and suffered serious injuries.

The jungle was thick with the stench of rot after the rainy season. Tutu lay among a pile of leaves, gasping for breath. His chest ached, the broken rib nearly causing him to lose consciousness just moments ago.

He had lost ninety percent of his mobility. Though lying on the ground, he still maintained a defensive posture, facing the pair of eyes that were mere inches away!

Bastian was still able to stand, he knelt on one knee, but in his hand he held a signal device he had snatched from Tutu.

Tu Tu lay on the damp grass, stuffing a blade of grass he'd pulled up into his mouth and chewing it hard to keep himself from fainting. He spat the grass out and calmly turned his head to look at Bathian. "I lost," he said. "You win. Solve me."

At that time, Tutu was prepared to end his life.

At this time, Bathian's face was covered in blood, and one of his arms was nearly completely immobile. Hearing Tutu's words, a complex look flashed in his eyes. He knelt on one knee, staring intently at Tutu, but remained silent.

Suddenly, he flung the dagger in his hand to the ground and then took out Dark Wraith's signal device from his person. He quickly sent a message back.

Just moments after sending the message, a reply signal came back: Identity verification, coordinates...

At that moment, Bastian raised his head and smiled at Tutu. Then, holding the signaling device, he slowly said to Tutu, "I'm Bastian, I've killed your men... this is the third one!"

There was no reply. When he finished speaking, the signal indicator light immediately went out. This meant the other party had unilaterally terminated the signal.

It seemed as if she had realized something. Tutu closed her eyes, then suddenly opened them and stared at Bastien: "Why"

Bart stared deeply at Tutu, and after a long silence, he finally spoke.

"It's simple, Tuttu, you're free now." Batian looked at Tuttu, who was panting like a wounded wild beast: "We aren't fighting machines, we're humans... what I just said has been sent to headquarters. Through my voice analysis, they will conclude that you are dead. And then... they will send a fourth person to kill me... and you, on the company report, will be a dead man."

After saying those words, Bastian was exhausted. He slowly sat down and strained to listen to the sounds around him. "At most fifteen minutes, they'll find us here. Kunka's men are very skilled at jungle warfare, we're all going to die here."

Hearing Bastian's words, Tutu silently closed his eyes. And in his heart, there was a feeling of confusion.

Dead Is it already recorded that he's dead

That is to say, he no longer belonged to the Dark Phantom. Tutu, who was cultivated as a combat machine, suddenly felt a sense of confusion from losing his affiliation.

Just then, TuTu suddenly felt a sharp pain in her leg!

When he opened his eyes, TuTu saw Batyian holding a thin syringe, about the length of his finger, and it was stuck in his thigh.

"Tut Tut, don't be nervous." Batian said with a slight smile on his face as he injected the liquid. "This is the last one of 'Number One'. Your injuries are lighter than mine. This 'Number One' can restore some of your mobility."

At this point, a flicker of pain crossed Barthian's face. Suddenly, he raised his head and spoke in a low voice: "You should leave here at once."

Having finished speaking, Bastian lowered his arms. He coughed several times, blood flecking from his lips — the result of a lung wound sustained during his fight with Tutu.

'No. 1' is a dark spirit concocted medicine that can restore physical strength in a short time. If taken normally, it can even temporarily enhance combat effectiveness. However, the 'No. 1' that Tutu and his team can use can only increase physical fitness and combat effectiveness, including insensitivity to pain. The true 'No. 1' is only used by the core members of the Dark Spirit, which can greatly improve combat effectiveness and various bodily functions in the long term.

However, the side effects are also very obvious. If the person injected cannot absorb the drug, they will be disabled at light and die at heavy. Therefore, the number of people who can currently take 'No. 1' is very small.h half a cigarette.The crimson cigarette butt glowed brightly in the pre-dawn darkness.Under the sea breeze, it burns even faster.Just like a person's life."Another one."Zhang Ju was quite insistent,...