Female Campus Agent

Bernie's words made Beryl scream: "Uncle, how powerful your criminal police force is! Can't you resist her alone!"

Belial was a little in disbelief.

Bernie sighed at this time, shook his head, and said no more.

At this time, the director of the International Intelligence Platform walked in from outside the villa gate.

"How's it going, old guy Bernie?" the director asked sadly.

"There is no news of any trouble so far. There are surveillance cameras inside and outside my villa, and even in the nearby blind spots. Unless the God of Sha comes down from the sky, no matter how powerful she is, before she enters the living room, she will definitely Will be discovered by my men!"

On this point, Bernie is very confident.

...

The roof of Bernie's villa.

A petite figure had just taken a helicopter and jumped from an altitude of several thousand meters.

That petite figure took into account wind speed, humidity, and any factors and conditions that would affect the accuracy of her landing destination.

He opened his parachute within five seconds of landing, and landed easily and smoothly on the roof of Bernie's villa at a precise and precise position.

After landing on the roof, Yun Jian put away his parachute as quickly as possible. His feet moved silently and he pressed against the wall of the villa's eaves.

There was only one patrolling special policeman on the eaves of the villa.

When Yun Jian landed just now, she had timed it very well. As soon as she landed and pressed against the wall, the special police officer just walked to the side. Yun Jian's figure flashed past, which happened to be invisible to the special police officer. Blind spots.

Bernie is indeed not a simple person.

This kind of thing that descended from the sky and sneaked in was almost unheard of on the road, but for safety reasons, Bernie still sent a patrolling special policeman to walk back and forth on the eaves of the villa.

Yun Jian pressed against the wall and followed the special policeman around the shelter.

Just when the special police officer walked out of sight of the group of special police officers patrolling under the villa, Yun Jian silently rolled toward where the special police officers were.

Then the back hand was placed on his head as quickly as an eagle's talon, and the other hand covered his mouth from behind.

In almost a second, Yun Jian's hand on his head slid from the top of his head to his neck, bending his neck with a "click".

Dragging him to a dark place, Yun Jian pressed himself against the corner to explore the sounds in the stairs.

After confirming that no one was around, Yun Jian clung to the wall with one hand and hung his body half-hanging by the window under the eaves. With the other hand, he unlocked the locked window at lightning speed and turned over into the window.

Just now Yunjian's move, if the special police patrolling below heard the sound of wind and grass, they would be discovered.

However, no one heard the sound at this moment.

...

Villa living room.

Bernie is still standing here.

At this time, the sound of the special police shouting came from outside the house: "Yes, it's the God of Sha! The God of Sha is here! God of Sha is found!!!"

After hearing this, Bernie turned around and told the six shareholders, "Stay here and don't move." He held the pistol and rushed out of the door of his villa as quickly as possible.

"Captain! It's not a god! Go back! We've been tricked!" As soon as he rushed to the scene where the sound came from, the shouting SWAT policeman was holding a butterfly knife in his hand and screamed with his eyes wide open.

Bernie yelled and ran back to the living room as fast as he could in his life, only to see his niece Belial and the director of the International Intelligence Platform Center paralyzed on the ground with fear, trembling all over.

The six targets of the God of Chaos, the six shareholders of the International Intelligence Platform Center, had fallen into the blood wave, their pupils widened and they refused to rest in silence.

On the wooden table, there was a piece of white paper with writing on it. The white paper was nailed to the wooden table with a dagger.

Bernie's heart trembled, and he stepped forward quickly, only to see words written in red ink on the white paper. The words were extremely free and easy, but they could give people a sense of fear and horror:

‘The target was killed, with the handwriting of the God of God. ’