Bam!
In the master's room on the second floor, a blond young man with a slightly unruly appearance was angrily smoking a cigarette. His iron fist occasionally hit the solid wood desk in front of him, his brown eyes flashed with unsettling viciousness. As if he could turn into an aggressive beast at any time.
In front of him stood two young men in martial arts attire. One had black skin, the other had yellow skin. Their foreheads were dripping with sweat, and their breathing was slightly chaotic.
Obviously, they were afraid of the blond man in front of them. They didn't even dare to look directly at this young man who was full of killing intent.
"Trash!"
The blond man suddenly stood up, his expression twisted: "So many people can't even take care of two women? What's the point of keeping you? "
These two weren't assassins, but rather observers of a lower rank. They weren't responsible for carrying out missions, nor would they appear on the frontlines. Their task was to observe the situation and pass the most valuable information to their superiors. So the blond man's abuse was a bit unfair to them. But at this moment, how could they dare to go against the blond man?
As long as they could survive this, it was better than anything else.
"Before they even got close to the mansion, a grey figure appeared. In less than a minute, this gray figure has killed nine people, "the Asian observer explained with a trembling voice.
"Didn't we send out 10 people?" the blond man shouted in a low voice.
"Yes" the Asian observer replied in fear. "Just as the grey figure was about to kill the last person, a woman in black came out. She killed the last person "
"Not the same group?" the blond man raised his eyebrows and questioned.
"From the way they interact, they shouldn't be the same group" the Asian observer nervously explained.
"Trash!" the blond man slammed the table and angrily shouted. "There were two groups of people trying to stop the mission, didn't you notice before?"
"They're too strong …" the Asian observer panicked. "If they wanted to hide, our people wouldn't have been able to find out, unless — —"
"Enough!" the blond man angrily shouted. "Don't make any more excuses for your incompetence"
Saying so, the blond man's eyes flashed and spoke in a low voice: "Get out!"
"Yes — —"
The two of them lowered their heads and left the suffocating room.
Bang!
The blond man slammed his fist on the table again, trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do.
He didn't have much time left. If he could not complete his mission on this trip to the Pearl Tower, he would no longer have the right to speak in the Fox Hunt. Not to mention becoming the next Sect Leader, he didn't even have the qualifications to raise his head in front of all the bosses.
After all, those big bosses didn't need a leader who only knew how to talk empty words. Instead, he needed someone who was strong and capable enough to take the helm.
As Jones' most trusted subordinate, Gordon did not want to lose his core competitiveness in such a difficult situation.
Therefore, for the sake of this mission, he had invested a lot of resources, hoping to complete the mission successfully.
"Dong dong."
Suddenly.
Someone knocked on the door. Gordon, who was in deep thought, was disturbed.
"Come in," Gordon said expressionlessly.
Creak.
The door was pushed open, and a black figure slowly walked in. Then, he closed the door politely.
Gordon slowly raised his head. When he saw the man entering the room, his expression changed abruptly, and his pupils shrank.
Gordon thought — — the person who came in was the subordinate who brought him breakfast, the subordinate who reported to him on the progress of the mission. But he never thought that it would be a stranger who came in. It was a man he had been observing for a long time, and was prepared to kill!
Who was he?
The assassin who killed Jones!
The assassin who had just spoken to him on the phone!
It was — —
Gordon subconsciously jumped up from the chair, his face full of vigilance, and pretended to be confused. "Who are you?"
"Who am I?"
Xiao Zheng laughed. Then, he stared at Gordon with a questioning gaze, pursed his lips, and asked, "Haven't you been observing me? Just now, you wanted me to kill myself. "
"Mr. Xiao?" Gordon suddenly had a look of realization.
"Stop pretending," Xiao Zheng said expressionlessly.
Gordon was not embarrassed because Xiao Zheng saw through his little trick. On the contrary, his face showed a touch of respect, and he said sincerely, "To be able to find this place in such a short time. Mr. Xiao's ability is indeed shocking. "
"Do you still remember what I said to you on the phone?" Xiao Zheng did not fall for Gordon's trick, and asked indifferently.
"What?" Gordon asked back. His face showed a strong look of confusion.
He seemed to be completely different from the powerful man on the phone. On the phone, he was so condescending and scheming. But at this moment, he did not seem smart or wise at all. Instead, he seemed like a stupid person who was pretending to be crazy.
Facing such an opponent, Xiao Zheng was not only surprised, but also very disappointed.
"Alright. Let's end this meaningless topic. "
Just as Xiao Zheng finished speaking, he saw Gordon suddenly open the drawer, and took out a silver pistol. The series of actions were smooth like flowing water, and it was clear that he had rehearsed it countless times in his mind. He was so precise that he did not waste a single second.
However, no matter how fast he was, it was impossible for him to be faster than Xiao Zheng. Even if his series of actions were seamless and flawless. But Xiao Zheng only needed one second to pull out the blade and stab it into Gordon's heart.
Xiao Zheng had the ability to do so, and he did it.
Puchi!
The blade stabbed into Gordon's heart. At this moment, Gordon only aimed the gun at Xiao Zheng. He did not even have time to put his index finger on the trigger!
"Ugh —"
Gordon lowered his head in disbelief, looking at his chest that was constantly bleeding. In just an instant, all the strength in his body had been sucked away. Even his innate ability to breathe had become a great luxury.
"You have the cheek to ask me to commit suicide?" Xiao Zheng's lips curled into a devilish smile, and the blade in his hand was moving around Gordon's chest.
Yes.
Xiao Zheng was moving Gordon's heart inch by inch. It was as if he was going to completely crush Gordon's heart.
"On the way here, I was thinking about how to kill you. In the end, I came up with this method. "Xiao Zheng twisted his wrist, cutting Gordon's heart, and said word by word. "After a normal person's heart is pierced by a sharp weapon, they can remain conscious for about a minute. And this minute of consciousness can also maintain the most intense pain. "
"Now, do you feel pain?" Xiao Zheng pushed his palm, and the entire blade sank into Gordon's body.
Accompanied by a puchi sound, the blade emerged from his back. Not only was blood spurting out, but there were also pieces of flesh and blood.
These people were commonly known as the heart.
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