Volume 1: Stormy Weather in Orchid City 001 The Rebirth of Eagle King
A heavy rainstorm swept across the land, strong winds howled as they rolled across the sky, cold air whipped across people's faces, causing those walking quickly on the streets to unconsciously wrap their collars tighter.
Night, cool as water.
Dubai International Airport is a major aviation hub in the Middle East and is the main airport of Emirates.
Approximately 125 airlines operate about 5,600 flights per week to over 200 destinations across North America, Europe, South America, East Asia, Southeast Asia, South Asia, Oceania and Africa.
With such an astonishing throughput, it's easy to imagine how crowded the airport would be inside and out every day.
Among the hustle and bustle, no one noticed that two men and two women walked out of the airport in unison, squeezing into a black taxi.
Among these four people, three of them are Chinese with yellow skin and black eyes. The other man has a neat blond short hair and azure blue eyes.
Dubai airport is flooded with a large number of foreign tourists every day, the driver glanced back and didn't take it to heart.
The blond man sat in the front passenger seat, while the other two men and one woman got into the back seats.
The driver glanced at the three people behind him through the rearview mirror, and saw a short-haired woman sitting in the right car door, with a fiery figure and a sweet face.
On the left side of the car door was a bald-headed man, while sandwiched in between was a long-haired woman wearing black leather jacket.
The woman wore a black tight-fitting leather jacket, with a head of raven-black shoulder-length hair. Because she had just been caught in the rain, her long hair was stuck to her pale and almost translucent cheeks. Her eyes were narrow and beautiful, her red lips unadorned yet seemed as if they had been painted with lipstick, enticing people.
But in her pitch-black eyes, her pupils seemed a bit scattered, making them appear extremely empty.
Without waiting for the driver to glance at him a few more times, the blond-haired man sitting in the front passenger seat said in a low voice, "Drive."
The driver subconsciously shivered and hurriedly turned back to start the car, driving away along the section of road indicated by the man.
The blond-haired man slowly turned his head and looked at the woman in black leather, a complex expression flashing across his eyes, but he didn't say anything.
The car moved slowly forward, the windshield wipers swinging frantically on the windshield, clearing the water stains from the window every time, and the heavy rain in the sky poured down, pounding against the windows with a loud crash.
"Nick, are you okay?" The short-haired woman stuck out her tongue and licked her somewhat dry lips, raising an eyebrow as she spoke.
The tone was full of sarcasm, and this provocative action, when done by her, seemed somewhat bloodthirsty and cold-blooded.
The blond-haired man in front of her gave her a cold glance and turned around without saying a word.
The long-haired woman sitting in the middle still had a hollow and lifeless look in her eyes.
The bald-headed man gave the long-haired woman a cold glance and said in a low, flat tone in Chinese, "If you hand over the thing earlier, maybe your head will be spared."
Upon hearing this, a hint of spirit seemed to appear in the woman's empty eyes, but upon closer inspection, it was just a tinge of mockery.
The corners of her lips rose slightly, a faint smile, yet seemed so cold and cruel. "No one has ever been forgiven by him, he doesn't even know what forgiveness is."
Her speech was slow, her voice ethereal and pleasant, yet a hint of fatigue and powerlessness could be easily detected from it.
"Eagle, why betray the organization?" The blond-haired man sitting in front couldn't help but turn his head to ask.
The woman didn't raise her eyes, but a playful smile appeared at the corner of her lips, "Family."
Upon hearing this, the three people in the car were stunned for a moment. Then, the short-haired woman burst out laughing exaggeratedly, "Oh my god! The great Eagle King actually has family?"
Perhaps unable to understand their language, the driver continued to drive leisurely, while the three people in the car seemed to have completely ignored the driver, as if he was no different from a corpse.
The woman known as the Eagle King coldly turned her head, and those slightly scattered pupils seemed to slowly gather, fixing their gaze on the short-haired woman's face. Although her eyes were cold, the corners of her mouth still hung with a playful and unruly smile.
The short-haired woman's voice suddenly stopped, and the smile on her face was also somewhat forced and stiff.
The girl faintly turned her head back, closed her eyes and remained silent.
The blond-haired man sitting in front of her was staring at her, looking at the corners of her mouth that always had a playful smile. Later, he slowly took out an iron-colored sphere with a gold edge from his bosom and held it in his palm, turning it slowly. He furrowed his brow, what is this thing?
What else does it have an effect on?
Why are some people willing to pay a sky-high price and all major organizations are desperately competing for this thing?
Innumerable questions swirled in his mind, he slightly tilted his head, and glanced at the long-haired woman with the corner of his eye. Why would she betray the organization for this thing?
Could it be true what she said... family?
The car slowly left the bustling streets of the city, and the highway was lined with dense forests on both sides. The driver licked his somewhat dry lips, just about to accelerate on this smooth road, when he saw the man beside him staring at a small black box in his hand, saying faintly, "Stop the car."
The driver slammed on the brakes, and the car came to a stop. The three people in the back seat got out of the car, while the man sitting in the front passenger seat pulled out a syringe from his pocket, gave a faint smile, and said, "Sorry, you've heard too much."
He was speaking in Chinese, and with a look of bewilderment on the driver's face, the man quickly jabbed the needle into his neck, pressed it lightly, and a pale green liquid was injected. The driver's face turned red and purple, and he fell backwards onto the car seat.
The man smiled faintly and got off the car, jokingly saying to the three people under the rain, "Myocardial infarction, dead."
The man and woman standing on either side of the woman in the middle were both smiling silently, turning their backs, with an aura of infinite coldness and arrogance.
They are the world's top-notch special agents who make the world tremble with fear. They grew up in the tropical rainforest teeming with ferocious beasts, executing the most top-secret missions in the world, and regarding any country's special agents as trash.
Human life is as insignificant as a blade of grass.
A blond-haired man named Nick slowly walked into the forest, holding a small satellite positioning instrument in his hand, and the coordinates on it were getting closer and closer.
"Right ahead." Nick said calmly, and after exchanging a glance, the three of them walked forward with big strides, carrying the woman.
The woman seemed to have no strength left in her body, and her footsteps became increasingly weak until they arrived at a temporarily built thatched hut, where everyone finally stopped.
Several people had just stood still, and the thatched hut's gate opened. The first thing to appear was a pitch-black umbrella.
An umbrella opened, a handsome man in a black suit stepped out of the grass shed with clean and spotless leather shoes.
His clean leather shoes stepped on the muddy ground, splashing a small puddle of water. Behind him, a man stood upright with an umbrella for him.
The man stood tall and straight, his eyes smiling as he gazed at the woman in black, "Lao Ying, it's getting harder and harder to see you."
His voice is clear and bright, as if he were greeting an old friend whom he had not seen for a long time. Especially his handsome face, when he talks to you, will make you feel that he attaches great importance to you and is very focused.
The long-haired woman simply gazed at him with a faint, unchanging smile on her lips, which was so unruly and untamed, yet carried a hint of mockery. The man seemed not to expect the woman to answer, he raised an eyebrow and turned his gaze towards Nick, "Where's the thing?"
Nick pulled out the iron ball from his bosom, and the black-clothed woman's eyes were raised slightly, her smile at the corner of her mouth also seemed to be somewhat frozen.
As they spoke, the woman slightly curled up the corners of her lips and slowly pushed out a slender, almost invisible tube-like object from between her teeth with the tip of her tongue, gently biting it to pieces.
At this moment, Nick reported what had happened and then took two steps forward to present the iron ball.
At this moment, the black-clothed woman who had been limp and powerless suddenly broke free from her restraints and darted out like a leopard! Due to the extremely close distance, she quickly snatched the iron ball into her palm, and with a nimble flip of her body, landed three meters away from the crowd.
Everyone's face changed, but the woman raised the corner of her mouth with a cold and arrogant smile, her eyebrows flying high, her clear and melodious voice slowly echoing in everyone's ears, "I'm very curious, what kind of person is this buyer?"
After speaking, those calm and composed eyes slowly swept towards the temporary thatched hut built behind him.
The man known as the leader slowly narrowed his eyes, then raised an eyebrow, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His cold gaze turned to the other three men, "I said it, the proud Eagle King, how could he be easily captured? Nick, you failed."
The three of them exchanged a glance, and each saw a hint of solemnity in the others' eyes.
They were four people, all top agents of that mysterious organization. The long-haired woman was codenamed Eagle King, she lived up to her name, treating enemies like an eagle hunting, killing with one strike, and was the leader of the four.
Her nickname is Hu Wang, cunning as a fox, anything can be her weapon, good at charming people with her beauty.
As for the bald man, codenamed Tiger King, he was born with divine strength, his power boundless, and his reaction speed was in no way inferior to his strength.
As for Nick, he played the role of military strategist in the team, making tactical decisions and responding to situations, although his physical abilities were not inferior to those of the other two.
The three of them were so solemn at this moment, and it was not without reason. The Eagle King's strength in this team was undoubtedly the most formidable.
At this moment, the long-haired woman was playing with the iron ball in her hand. Under the heavy gaze of everyone, she lightly released the iron ball, and it naturally fell to the ground. Nick's three people all had their pupils shrink, and they rushed forward like lightning!
The long-haired woman raised the corner of her lips in a cold smile, and the rainwater soaked her whole body, but it didn't affect her agility at all.
The dark shadow flashed, and she saw her toes lift up, the iron ball was bounced again, the woman grabbed the iron ball with one hand, coldly laughed and turned to rush to the short-haired woman's side!
Without another word, the two of them began fighting!
At the same time, the long-haired woman shook her head violently, and the rainwater brought by her hair made the short-haired woman's eyes narrow. Just then, the long-haired woman suddenly appeared behind the woman, raised her wrist and put it down, and jumped three meters away before the other two attacked.
In his hand, however, was a slender silver needle.
The short-haired woman's eyes snapped open, her pupils shrinking fiercely!
That was her most secretive weapon hidden in her hair! Even those closest to her had never seen her use the silver needles in her hair!
The woman known as the Eagle King slightly raised her eyebrows, but instead of looking at Nick and his companions, she smiled in her eyes and looked at the handsome man wearing a black suit.
The man remained silent, standing still, allowing the rainwater to slide down from the tip of his umbrella.
The long-haired woman's eyes suddenly turned extremely cold, she narrowed her eyes, and with a flick of her wrist, the silver needle flew straight at the man in the suit with astonishing force!
The man in the suit narrowed his eyes, and the whole person dodged to the side, while the umbrella-wielding man behind him was unable to avoid it. The silver needle pierced through with a loud whistle, and the wound on the man's throat suddenly turned black. The man also fell to the ground with a thud.
The rain pattered against the immaculately dressed man in his suit, making him look somewhat disheveled.
At the same time, the long-haired woman did not slow down and shot into the thatched hut like lightning!
Just then, the gate of the thatched hut was suddenly pushed open and a figure stumbled into the rain, but the long-haired woman paused slightly when she saw the figure, her movements stopping.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a gray suit, who looked like a drowned rat on that rainy night, with a long bloodstain on his face.
He rushed out of the thatched hut with a terrified face and when he saw the long-haired woman, his face lit up with great joy, "Daughter!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man rushed over and hid behind the woman, looking at Nick's three people with a terrified face.
The long-haired woman slightly raised an eyebrow and glanced sideways at the handsome man in a suit, "Did you catch my father?"
Nick and the others took two steps back, guns drawn and aimed at the woman. The long-haired woman laughed wickedly, her red lips curling up as she said lightly, "You know that thing can't hurt me."
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly stiffened her body, and the middle-aged man's knife was fiercely pulled out from behind her back. The woman's body arched backwards, straightening up and falling to the ground. In her last glance at the man, her eyes were filled with deep incredulity.
She entrusted such trust to her relatives who had been hidden in her heart since childhood, hoping to see them, but what she got was ruthless betrayal...
When was it that the woman who was sometimes frivolous and irreverent, sometimes cunning as a fox, sometimes unruly and unbridled, and sometimes cold and emotionless would also entrust her trust to others?
Closing her eyes, a hint of an arc with unparalleled desolation and playfulness was drawn at the corner of her lips.
The middle-aged man looked at the woman's corpse with a heavy expression and said coldly, "The iron ball belongs to me. I'll transfer the money to your account tomorrow."
The handsome man in the suit smiled lightly after a moment of stiffness, "As expected of Mr. Mo, you're ruthless and don't care about relationships, but do you know that Eagle King has been searching for his biological parents all these years..."
"That's enough of your nonsense," the middle-aged man interrupted coldly, wiping the bloodstains from his face. He squatted down to examine the woman's lower body and suddenly exclaimed, "Where is it?"
Nick, who was standing by with a complex expression, clearly saw that the iron ball disappeared after touching the Eagle King's blood.
"System in standby mode, waiting to be activated, memory neurons temporarily sealed." A mechanical voice softly sounded beside the corpse, but on this rainy night, no one could hear it.
Two days later, on a sunny afternoon, the scorching sun was baking the earth. In a room, on a pale blue small bed, a girl curled up her body, twitching occasionally. Her face was deathly pale, and her eyelashes quivered lightly.
After a while, his body stopped convulsing.
With a thud, the girl suddenly sat up with her whole body, her face deathly pale and inhuman. She stared fixedly with her eyes wide open, after a while, she stretched out her slender fingers to touch the back of her heart.
The patter of raindrops seems still echoing in my ears.
Is it raining?
She gazed out of the window at the bright sky and slowly furrowed her brow.
She then closed her eyes, slightly tilted her head and carefully recalled something. Scene after scene of unfamiliar fragments flashed through her mind at high speed, the more they flashed, the farther away they became, making it impossible for her to grasp them.
Who is she?
The girl opened her eyes, dazedly looking around the small room, which was only big enough to hold a single bed. Under the bed lay an old red carpet, its surface already dull and grey, with black stains that seemed impossible to wash away.
Just then, the door opened and a somewhat stout woman walked in quickly, holding the girl's hand with an urgent expression, "Xiaohan, are you okay?"
The girl slightly frowned and subconsciously withdrew her hand, unwilling to be in such close contact with others. The woman was startled and again tightly grasped the girl's small hand, "Xiaohan, your dad is gone, your uncle and aunt are also gone, it's okay! It's okay!"
The girl quietly gazed at the woman in front of her, she instinctively knew that this body didn't belong to her, no reason, just an intuition.
However, she couldn't recall any memories about herself, and everything in front of her seemed so unfamiliar.
After a pause, the girl finally spoke up with a frown and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Who are you?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, then stood up in shock, "Xiaohan! Don't scare Mommy! No way, I'll go make a call! You wait for Mommy! Wait for Mommy!"
After finishing speaking, she ran out of the room with a thud, and that small bed seemed to be shaking along with her.
Half an hour later, the girl was already sitting on a hospital bed and had learned one thing: her name was Mo Zihan, and that woman just now was indeed her mother.
It has been only a few days since Eagle King's death...
Digression
The story is absolutely powerful
