Chapter 7 The Real Hola
Violin performance conference.
"We're here," Ling Zhan rushed in immediately. The venue was pitch black.
Ling Zhan held the sword in his left hand horizontally in front of him, walked slowly forward and looked around.
"There's a strong smell of Hora, kid, be careful."
"Understood," Ling Zhan rushed straight to the candidate room after making sure there was nothing unusual in the hall.
Ling Zhan walked step by step, holding his breath.
"Whizzing!"
Two sounds of breaking through the air were heard, Ling Zhan turned around and pulled out the Soul Steel Sword, and the sharp sword light flew out diagonally from top to bottom.
"Puff puff……"
The chopped-off thing fell to the ground. It was a pair of tentacles, but they quickly dissipated.
"clang!"
Ling Zhan used the move 'Su Qin Carrying a Sword', but the huge impact forced him to take a few steps forward.
Ling Zhan was about to turn around and strike Hola with his sword, "Don't do it, Hola has disappeared, it seems he knows he can't deal with you."
"Damn it!"
Ling Zhan retracted his sword unhappily. He took out the locator again and saw that Dany was still not around.
"It seems that I guessed wrong, then who could it be?"
Dany's suspicion was cleared, and Ling Zhan did not stay here for long.
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On the second day, the art exhibition and concert went smoothly. Everyone came happily and left happily.
Ling Zhan has been thinking about who Hola is. If he can find out, he won't have to bother monitoring Coulson, because he is an agent after all.
In this regard, Ling Zhan is not as good as the other party.
Unfortunately, he had no idea what to do until the exhibition and concert were over, so he had to spy on Coulson again.
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night.
"Are you okay, sir? You were captured by unknown persons last night," an agent reported to Coulson.
"Was that 'person' last night a monster?" Coulson rubbed his sore shoulders.
Last night he only felt a black screen before his eyes and lost all consciousness. When he woke up, he felt sore all over.
According to what the agent said, he was rescued.
Then that person should be related to the golden energy fluctuations.
The reason why he came here was mainly because SHIELD made a tracker based on the frequency of fluctuations at that time.
It was after the previous marriage incident that Nick Fury suddenly came up with this idea. They are agents, so of course they have to use the methods of agents.
Then, here comes the "Getz incident," and he tries to connect the two things together.
Assuming that there really is a monster, then the one emitting golden light is used to deal with the monster.
So Coulson used the complete information collected by SHIELD and decided to start with the painting "Violin in the Moonlight".
Last night, they were able to take him away almost silently. This is not something a human can do. SHIELD's technology is not vegetarian! (Except for Stark technology, of course)
But now he has to make a decision. The other party can deal with him. Does he want to take a gamble?
Betting that person will arrive in time?
"Everyone, be on high alert," Coulson didn't want to sit and wait for death, so he gritted his teeth and decided to take a gamble.
It was just an oversight last night!
"Yes, sir."
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"Oh my God, that peacemaker is not still holding that painting, is he?"
Ling Zhan has already changed several positions and can no longer bear it.
In this hot summer, Ling Zhan, hiding in the alley, suffered a lot.
The vicious mosquitoes found that they could not bite his hands and feet, so they changed their position and attacked his face. Now he could still hear the buzzing sound in his ears.
It's 2 o'clock in the middle of the night again.
"No movement?" Just when Ling Zhan was about to give up.
"No, come closer, kid."
"Oh oh," after hearing this, Ling Zhan hurriedly moved closer to the apartment, not caring at all whether he would be discovered.
"No! It's Hola's aura."
"What! How did you manage to hide it from the world?"
"Now is not the time to think about these things, let's go to the exhibition!" Zaruba reminded.
"Can……"
"We only went to the violin and green harp party yesterday, and we haven't been to the art exhibition yet. Besides, the Hora above the average level has high intelligence!"
"I understand," Ling Zhan ran to the motorcycle and turned the car key while listening to the opinions.
The roar of the car was like the low roar of a wild beast, and there was only one direction: where the prey was!
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"Hello, Mr. Knotts," a bright female voice came into Coulson's ears.
Coulson woke up suddenly. He looked at the dazzling lights around him, and then he saw the elegantly dressed woman.
"Miss Danny, it's very dangerous here, let's go," Coulson knew that he was tied up and reminded the weak woman in front of him.
Wait, that's not right, why can Dany speak so easily?
"Could it be...you," Coulson thought of something.
"Are you talking about her?"
A monster crawled out on all fours, its body covered with scars similar to knife cuts; its face had a big mouth with a row of sharp teeth that was very eye-catching; its limbs had intricate blades; and its skin was bruised.
Coulson said he had never seen such a disgusting monster in person again.
Dani stroked the monster with her eyes full of pity, and then said to Coulson: "Mr. Noz, I have the honor to learn about your mysterious organization from the people behind me. We decided to let you die with understanding."
"you?"
"Sister, tell him," Under Coulson's shocked gaze, the monster shrank and turned into a woman who looked similar to Dany.
"Do you know the origin of this painting, Mr. Noz?" Denversa said without caring whether Coulson was willing or not.
"Once upon a time, there was a pair of girls. Their family was once well-off, but they fell into poverty. The two children should have enjoyed the love and care from their parents, but instead they were rejected by their parents! Because they wanted a boy, they were cursed by some unknown curse, and after giving birth to two girls, they could no longer have children."
"The parents did not change their attitude. They blamed everything on the girls. They beat those who deserved to be beaten and scolded those who deserved to be scolded. The girls' delicate bodies were covered with purple and blue marks. They... were like... slaves!" As he spoke, Denversha's voice gradually became weaker.
Dani patted her sister gently and continued, "The parents never had a day of rest. When the girls grow up, they will ask them to study everything. If they don't study well, they won't have a good life! The girls decided to make their parents recognize them and be proud of them. They studied very hard, forgot to eat and sleep, and did their best."
"They later became almost perfect, but their parents still think they are imperfect!"
"One night, the elder sister didn't know where her younger sister had gone, so she went to look for her. She came to her parents' room, where only her father and younger sister were. The father didn't say a word, and the younger sister didn't dare to move, she lowered her head, trembling all over. Under the father's order, the younger sister obediently turned her back to the father (the elder sister was 19, the younger sister was 18), and the father pulled out his belt."
"Pop!" "Pap!" "Pap!"...
"My father took his time, hitting my sister again and again with the belt. The scars were purple and blue at first, and then deepened to black."
"My sister watched this scene and she covered her mouth tightly. She could taste the salty tears."
"My father had almost finished beating my sister, so he slapped her and threw her to the ground. My sister walked to the windowsill and picked up the violin. She played music; she looked at me; she was deeply immersed; she didn't want to stop; the pain was forgotten!"
Dani sneered, but her eyes were filled with endless resentment. "Such a tragic scene actually inspired my father to write. Coming from an artistic family, he wrote furiously and soon created his most proud work of his life - 'Violin in the Moonlight'!"
"My father left the room, and my sister rushed in after him. "Snap!" The violin broke into pieces.
"The elder sister hugged her younger sister, they cried loudly but did not make any sound..."
"My father won an award and became a famous figure in the painting world, but the girls' lives went on as usual. My sister finally understood that they were slaves; they were works of art. Their parents treated them as works that could be shaped. No matter what they did, they... would never be perfect! They would never be satisfied, and a painful life would only torture them."
"then……"
"So you killed them and faked the accident scene," Coulson heard it. It was enough to see it from the two sisters' violent reactions.
"I still don't understand why you killed the people who bought the paintings?"
"The reason is simple. People who buy paintings can understand them. Then, they will remind us of our parents, especially our father! We exhibit this painting to let them see that we are so perfect! So what if we are boys? Our efforts are not for them, but for our future!"
Dany was so loud and unbridled that her gentle face gradually became distorted, without any of her usual dignified and intellectual look.
She turned and walked to her sister, her face returning to normal as she said, "You will never know how warm the world is the moment you get rid of that kind of life!" There was a hint of aftertaste in the expressions of both of them.
Coulson finally figured out everything. The demon in his heart was buried deep in his heart from the moment his parents were unable to give birth to a boy, making them what they are now.
They should have enjoyed the happiness of the world, but they didn't expect that their parents didn't love them. How could they talk about the world and eventually fell into the demons in their hearts!
"Okay, Mr. Noz, take another look at this world!"
Danny took out a glass of red wine and handed it to Coulson.
Denvershaw opened Coulson's tightly closed mouth, and the glass of charming and sweet red wine was about to enter Coulson's mouth.
"call out!"
A dart accurately hit Dany's hand holding the red wine.
The goblet broke into pieces and the red wine spilled onto the brown noble blanket, quickly dyeing a piece of the blanket red.
A fierce look flashed in Dany's eyes, and Denversha immediately took out a petal and shot it in the original direction.
A dark shadow jumped out, drew his sword and swung it, cutting the petals apart.
The black shadow rolled to the ground and swung out a sword. The two sisters immediately jumped to the side, putting a considerable distance between themselves and the black shadow.
But the tip of the sword just happened to cut the hemp rope on Coulson's body.
"The Knight of the Ring!" Dany said bitterly.
"That's the guy! The Lord of the Rings Knight? Is that a professional title?"
Coulson stretched his muscles and retreated, looking at the sisters opposite him vigilantly.
"Killing your father and mother is against human ethics. The pain you have endured is not a reason for you to fall into darkness!" Ling Zhan scolded the Dany sisters. (Changed voice)
No matter what, they are parents after all, and they shouldn't do these things.
"What do you know? Do you know what despair feels like?"
"You haven't experienced it, so you naturally don't understand how we feel," Dany shouted back, no longer caring about her image.
Ling Zhan was silent. He indeed had not experienced such a cruel and inhumane thing as theirs. It was their parents, their closest people, who personally inflicted it on them.
After all, he was deeply influenced by the Chinese civilization. If it were him, this kind of thinking would prevent him from taking action himself.
"It's true that not many people are worse off than you, but you shouldn't kill innocent people!"
Ling Zhan could only force himself to come up with another reason to give himself an additional explanation for killing them for "scheming me".
After Ling Zhan finished speaking, there was no way they could reach an agreement.
The two sisters, one on the left and one on the right, attacked at the same time.
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