The Journey of the Dimensional Warrior

After being crushed many times by Black Light in terms of force and intelligence, Black Light officially ascended to the top as the new boss of the orphanage and became the king of children.

Heiguang, who became the boss, made reforms to various hidden systems in the orphanage. With the three abilities of force, intelligence and personal charm, he integrated all the gangs in the orphanage together. He tried to guide the children in the orphanage. They are on the right track.

He succeeded, and as the boss, I can pass every exam and even get a perfect score, why can't you people do it?

At that time, Heiguang was sitting on the throne belonging to the boss in a warehouse. He glanced at the subordinates who bowed their heads and said nothing. You can ignore what I said last time."

Inside the warehouse, there was silence, and no one dared to refute.

"Well then, let's forget it this time."

Everyone, who didn't dare to take a breath, breathed a sigh of relief, but Heiguang's next sentence drove them into the abyss again.

"But don't blame me for not telling you in advance. As long as you fail one subject in the next exam, the man will be pulled to death. As for the punishment for the woman, I think everyone knows how to punish it. Of course, if someone cheats, I will catch it." What will happen?" Hei Guang paused at this point, scanning everyone from left to right.

"Hehe, please look forward to it!"

Off the court, the person who originally wanted to play tricks, opportunistically and do something wrong was frightened by this "hehe" and immediately dispelled the evil thoughts in his heart, and when he met the black light's gaze, he also staggered his eyes guiltily.

"Okay, the meeting is over!" Finally, the black light announced the end of the meeting.

Under such threats, the passing rate of the next exam in the Church Orphanage skyrocketed, but there were still some unlucky people who failed to pass.

It was inevitable that the rod would be pulled, and the screams rang out one after another in the woods behind the church orphanage for a whole day.

Although his reform plan was successful, all kinds of smoky and bad habits were swept away, and the entire orphanage became actively dedicated.

Moreover, as the boss of the orphanage, Heiguang has countless younger brothers, and every time he travels, he is followed by two neat rows of subordinates.

Coupled with his handsome appearance and ruthless expression, the love letters sent by the Huaichun girls filled the shoe cabinets, wardrobes and table slots every day. Climb into the bed of Black Light Boss.

But Heiguang was not happy. He longed for the warmth of his home. Although the orphanage was good, those children respected and worshiped him, not family and friendship.

At the age of seventeen, Heiguang met two people that he will never forget in his life. They were a Chinese-American couple who wanted children because of infertility.

They adopted Heiguang, gave him the warmth of a family, the care of his parents, provided him with the support to continue his studies, and treated him as his own. Those years were the happiest years of Heiguang.

At the age of twenty, Heiguang joined the army. Because of his excellent physical and military qualities, he was selected into the secret army and underwent more brutal training.

After he came out of the secret training base, he was sent to carry out many black missions. The nature of his work was similar to Anbu's, nothing more than killing people and killing people, so he also suffered from a certain degree of ptsd.

Later, due to an internal whistleblower, all members of the team died in battle except for him and a brother who were captured. The two suffering brothers were sold to the Black Organization Winery for research on biochemical mechanical transformation of humans.

"I'm alive?"

A murmur containing doubts rang out in the silent cold room. Heiguang opened his eyes, his red pupils glowed with bright red light, looking at the front of the darkness, as if in a lifetime.

Chapter 66 It's not me, it's the world that's wrong

Heiguang stretched out his hand and pinched his arm fiercely, it didn't hurt, it didn't hurt at all, it seemed that this was just a dream, although this dream seemed so real, as if he was really alive.

The black light closed his eyes peacefully, his memory still remained at the moment when he was fixed on the test bench, and he had been frozen for a long time, so the reflex arc is probably a bit slow now.

After lying down for about ten minutes, the black light realized that something was wrong, and he opened his eyes again to look at his hands through the extremely weak light in the frozen library.

The flesh and blood palms had been replaced by a pair of metal mechanical palms. He touched his body and then his cheek.

Although he couldn't see it directly in such a dark place, the tactile sensations from his hands all told him that his body had been transformed, even though he didn't know anything about it.

Hei Guang lay motionless on the spot, and bits and pieces of memories slowly emerged from his mind.

About a year ago, his team suddenly received an emergency dispatch order from their superiors in the middle of the night. The content of the order was to encircle and suppress the headquarters of the winery of an international criminal organization.

The bounden duty of a soldier is to obey orders, and Black Light, who received the task, followed the captain and dispatched without a word of complaint.

Although the mission this time was real, the battle plan had already been passed on to the boss of the winery, Moriarty III, by the senior officials who were secretly bought by the winery from within the US Empire.

William Moriarty, grandson of James Moriarty, who called himself Moriarty III.

The name James Moriarty must not be too unfamiliar to everyone. Anyone who knows Sherlock Holmes will definitely know Professor Moriarty, because the two of them were fateful opponents.

Professor James Moriarty, a professor of mathematics at a prestigious university, a philosopher, and the author of an academic research achievement "Asteroid Mechanics", has a good reputation in the eyes of the public.

But he had inherited a ferocious instinct, a criminal streak in his blood, and this instinct, far from being diminished by his unusual gift of intelligence, had greatly increased his danger.

Therefore, he is secretly the head of the world's criminal organizations. He has no conscience or morality, and is a criminal genius whose IQ is comparable to that of Sherlock Holmes.

Detective Sherlock Holmes called him "the Napoleon of the criminal world" and described him as "like a spider in a web, no trace of it can escape his eyes".

Moriarty is the most powerful criminal lord in Europe. He created a huge criminal empire in London, England. The organization has a very high influence throughout Europe, and almost half of the cases in London are related to him.

But every time he commits a crime, he can destroy all evidence without leaving any clues, escape cleanly, and never misses.

It is rumored that Moriarty accidentally fell into the abyss and died when he was singled out with his lifelong enemy Sherlock Holmes on the Reichenbach Falls in Switzerland.

And William Moriarty is the direct descendant of this legendary criminal king. He has the same blood as his ancestors, and he also has a very high IQ and a brutal nature.

The black organization brewery he established is planning a huge plan that involves the entire world. Although I don't know what they are planning, it seems that they have no possibility of continuing this plan.

Heiguang's team was ambushed as it should be. After a fierce firefight, except for Heiguang and another guy who was injured and unconscious and captured, the others died on the spot. dead bodies and bullet holes.

I can't remember clearly what happened after that, I just remember that I was imprisoned in a cell, and as soon as I woke up, I would be injected with unknown drugs and passed out again.

Until his whole body was covered with white bandages, he was restrained on the test bench. Through the slits in the bandages, some people in white coats and white rubber hoods could be seen surrounding the test bench.

Those people held various items such as chainsaws, butcher knives, and scalpels in their hands, and they kept gesturing horizontally and vertically, as if they were thinking about how to cut the knife better.

The eyes looking at the constantly struggling black light were extremely indifferent. They didn't look like they were looking at a person, but rather they looked like they were looking at a small white mouse, or a livestock that was about to be slaughtered.