Chapter 37
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Mu Xiang was so shocked that she fell to the ground. She was trembling all over as she screamed in fear, "Dead, dead, dead, dead …"
She was just an ordinary junior high school student. She had never seen a dead person before. Moreover, it was a dead person lying in a pool of blood. It was a gruesome death.
At that moment, Mu Xiang completely forgot that she wanted to teach Yun Jian a lesson. All that was left in her was horror and fear.
"Noisy." The handsome man frowned slightly as he spat out two words.
His starry eyes glanced at Mu Xiang impatiently and stopped on Yun Jian. He smiled faintly.
Was this girl not afraid?
Interesting!
While the handsome man was sizing her up, Yun Jian was sizing him up as well. However, her gaze lingered more on the Enchantress.
In her past life, she was the top secret agent, Slaying God, while the Enchantress was ranked tenth. However, the top ten secret agents were definitely not ordinary people.
This man was able to chase the Enchantress all the way here and make the cunning Enchantress look so pathetic.
It was obvious that he was not a simple character!
While the handsome man was sizing up Yun Jian, he raised his hand slowly. A new model of Browning silencer appeared in his fair and slender hand. He was looking at Yun Jian, but the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the Enchantress.
"You'll die if you refuse to give me what you want." A simple sentence came out of the handsome man's mouth. He pursed his lips, and his handsome face exuded an indescribable sense of power.
Yun Jian narrowed her eyes and stared at the Enchantress. However, the Enchantress's expression changed when she saw the handsome man pointing the gun at her.
The Enchantress's face turned pale instantly.
She did not know where this handsome man in his late twenties came from. She only knew that he was from the world's most powerful firearms family, the Cold Pavilion. She did not know his exact identity.
The Cold Pavilion was a firearms organization. Their firearms and equipment were comparable to the standards of a developed country. They were even more powerful than those secret agent assassin organizations.
However, they kept a low profile and did not show off.
In fact, the handsome man was indeed from the Cold Pavilion. He was the young master of the Cold Pavilion and the future successor.
Her name was Si Yi.
There was a reason why Little Temptress's face turned pale when she saw Si Yi raise her gun.
The middle-aged man lying dead in a pool of blood was the sixth most powerful agent in the world, codenamed Spirit Tiger.
This person's strength was valiant and valiant. He was known for his speed and agility.
However, this person had died under Si Yi's gun, and he could not even survive a single shot!
Even Spirit Tiger, who was famous for his speed and agility, was not a match for Si Yi. If it was Little Temptress, would she still be alive?
"Wait! This is for you! " Yao Ji gave in. She didn't want to lose her life in order to complete this mission. She bit her lip and threw the item in her arms to Si Yi.
Si Yi reached out and caught the item that Little Temptress had thrown over. His deep eyes were sharp and deep as he looked at the item in his hand.
While Si Yi was looking down at that thing and had no time to pay attention to her, Little Temptress covered her wound and quickly left the place.
However, Yun Jian's pupils constricted.
"Sandalwood box …" Three soft words came out of her mouth.
The item that Little Temptress was protecting with all her might was … the sandalwood box!
Her rebirth was because of the sandalwood box. Her brother's death was also because of the sandalwood box.
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