The King of Special Warfare

The snow outside the window fell to the ground.

The pen in the hand falls on it.

There was a rustling sound.

Zeng Yue's expression was focused and solemn.

What he wrote in his hand is a bunch of meaningless gibberish in the eyes of others. It needs a set of corresponding code words to translate, and everything he said is about the situation in Qiushui City.

His thinking is smooth and clear, and he writes without any pause.

The North Sea he likes is the North Sea in Central Continent.

Before the warm spring and flowers bloom, it is destined to be the coldest time. If the cold can be borne by the North Sea, in exchange for a better Central Continent and future, it will definitely be worth it.

He can't represent anyone, and he can't make decisions for Beihai.

But this is his personal thought and will, just like the letter he is writing now, it is only his personal thought and will.

For more than twenty years, the top spy in the cloak of an electrical engineer has had nearly thirty loyal soldiers in his hands, and he himself is a master at the peak of the Thunder Realm. All the resources constitute a detailed network of contacts, and this network of contacts occupies most of the content of his letter.

He really likes Beihai, and he likes Beihai, which belongs to Central Continent. This game has nothing to do with right or wrong, justice or evil, stalwart or despicable, only victory or defeat, only the result. Go all out, without reservation.

If they can succeed, when they are old in decades, they may be able to proudly tell future generations that they were the ones who led the future direction and road of Beihai.

The letter is very long.

Zeng Yue changed several pieces of letter paper.

The hibernation program is over.

This should be the last report before the start of the recovery plan, so Zeng Yue took out all the chips in his heart.

He had nearly thirty dead men.

And beside him are two colleagues who participated in the hibernation project with him, and now one of them is a middle-level and high-level official of the Qiushui City Government,

And the other one is a well-known doctor in Qiushui. The two also secretly cultivated their own team. Because of excessive caution, the size of such a team is not large. Add up the three of them, and the number of people available in their hands is about eight. There are about ten people, but also because of the cautious relationship, these dozens of people are confidantes who can be completely trusted.

As the deputy leader of the seventh team lurking in Qiushui, Zeng Yue has been studying for a long time what kind of role these people can play together. From the beginning to the present, more than 20 years, The countless combinations that Zeng Yue pondered in his heart can all play an incomparably huge role.

And that's what he's writing about now.

If he goes all out, he and his two colleagues can assassinate two second-level targets in Qiushui City, five third-level targets, and some other people in key positions in Qiushui City within six hours, allowing them to Qiushui City fell into the greatest chaos immediately.

The so-called second-level assassination target is Zeng Yue's own standard. In his mind, there are six second-level targets in Qiushui City. The mayor and speaker of Qiushui are both second-level targets. high level.

The first-level target is the patriarch of the Huangfu family.

The two secondary targets that Zeng Yue was sure to assassinate were the mayor of Qiushui, and the second was a certain core executive of the Huangfu family.

Once these two people died, within a few hours, the entire Qiushui City would be a complete sensation. In order to track down the murderer, the Huangfu family had to take a series of measures, and they couldn't care less about cooperating with Dibingshan's actions.

As for a latent group like this, Zeng Yue was sure that there was at least one group of people in Qiushui City.

And other cities in Beihai Province should also have such latent teams.

As long as they make a move, the entire North Sea will be darkened.

Zeng Yue took a deep breath, thinking of all the things he had lived in Beihai for more than 20 years.

A flash of unbearableness flashed in his heart, and then he became firm again.

He picked up the pen he had put down again, and wrote four words directly at the end of the letter without using a code word.

For Central Continent.

He looked at the inscription on the letter, carefully recalled the content of the letter, and said with some satisfaction: "Not bad."

Behind him, there was also a person who was also very satisfied and said, "Not bad."

In the dead of night.

There is only the sound of falling snow outside the window

.

The sudden 'praise' fell in Zeng Yue's ears like a thunderbolt.

His brain instantly went blank, his body tensed up, and the power at the peak of the Shocking Thunder Realm was condensed in an instant entirely out of instinct.

A blinding arc flashed across his hand.

reach out.

attack.

"snort."

There was a muffled groan in extreme pain.

Zeng Yue's shot did not cause any movement, and the dazzling arc became extremely weak the moment he shot.

His arm lifted, and then the arm flew out, and the blood sprayed directly on the ground from the severed arm.

Amidst the sound of light footsteps, a slender hand with a scar on the back reached out and took away the letter he had just written.

Zeng Yue, whose face was distorted by the pain, was still in a daze.

He turned his head cautiously.

Standing in sight was a tall woman with short hair, her face with a long scar was expressionless, she held the letter, looked down at the content, and after a while, said slowly: "I don't understand. .”

Zeng Yue's body trembled involuntarily in the pain. He gritted his teeth and was about to say something harsh when the woman threw the letter in another direction: "Explain, what do you mean?"

Zeng Yue wanted to turn his body in that direction, but as soon as one leg moved, a heart-piercing pain suddenly spread from the leg to the brain.

There was no fire, no thunder, no vibrations of the air, no realm of invincibility around him.

He feels no danger.

But at this moment, everything around him seemed to be in danger.

It was as if his body was tightly bound by an extremely sharp but invisible rope, and if he moved a little, he would be dripping with blood, and even his body would be smashed to pieces.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the woman beside him.

She stood quietly, but the breath of her body was like a fierce and silent beast.

What Zeng Yue thought about at this moment was not who she was.

He wondered how the other party came here, and why he knew his identity.

"This is... our code word."

A somewhat hoarse voice sounded from behind Zeng Yue, trembling with extreme panic and pain: "This is a network of contacts, all of which belong to the dead fighters trained by him and the other two team members. ...the letter is written about the identity of the dead, and what they can do together."

"whats the matter?"

The short-haired woman who looked like a beast asked, her tone was unremarkable. Standing here, she really looked like a beast, light, sharp, calm, but extremely ferocious.

"The seventh group..."

The voice behind him was silent for a while, he didn't know whether it was hesitation or relieving the pain: "Member No. 3 of the seventh group is now the secretary of the mayor of Qiushui City. He..."

"Do you know what you're doing?!"

Zeng Yue suddenly growled, his voice sharp.

He opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were full of unbelievable colors.

His letters are in their own code words.

To be precise, it is the code word of the Seventh Group.

No one can understand the code words except the members of their group.

The seventh group has four players.

He is the deputy captain, number two, and number three's identity has been broken. He is familiar with number four, and he is also very familiar with his voice.

The voice behind him was not Number Four's voice.

The only answer.

He is the leader of the seventh team.

Everything has an answer.

Zeng Yue finally knew why the beast beside him found him here.

She caught the leader of Team Seven!

Ironically, even Zeng Yue didn't know who the team leader was.

So how did she know?

"Shut up."

The woman waved.

Zeng Yue also couldn't feel any fluctuations in martial arts, he couldn't see the slightest light and shadow, but his whole body was completely imprisoned in an instant, and he couldn't speak a word.

"Go on."

She took a few casual steps and pointed to the letter.

In a corner that Zeng Yue couldn't see, the intermittent voice became more and more frightened and dry, but also more and more clear

Clearly, he read the letter almost word for word.

Zeng Yue's face was ashamed.

It was hard for him to believe that the seventh group would have such a spineless patriarch.

The woman listened silently, then waved again.

The invisible confinement disappeared in an instant.

Zeng Yue has the ability to speak again.

"You guys want to have a big game."

The woman looked at him with playful eyes: "If it was before, I would be very happy to see this scene, but I promised my sister."

She suddenly shook her head irritably, lost interest in continuing, and just asked: "Is what he said true? Do you have anything to add?"

"Who are you?!"

Zeng Yue turned his head slightly, and his face instantly became dripping with blood. With his resentful and desperate eyes, he looked extremely ferocious.

"Xia Huang."

The woman said lightly, "Xia Zhi's younger sister."

Zeng Yue laughed miserably: "Since when did you..."

The cell phone rang suddenly.

Huang frowned, took out her mobile phone, checked the number, and connected directly: "What's the matter?"

"Auntie, how is Qiushui City?"

Wang Shengxiao's voice came from the phone, cold and gloomy.

"The seventh group solved it, but I don't know if there are any other groups."

Huang said calmly.

"Ask."

Wang Shengxiao took a deep breath, his voice was clearly full of rage and murderous intent, but he was restrained: "Ask the team leader of the seventh team, the latest task they received... How is it going? Is there any clues!"

Wang Shengxiao's voice can be said to be word for word, Huang can even clearly feel the sound of his gnashing of teeth.

"The latest mission? What mission?"

Huang glanced at the leader of the seventh team.

The patriarch, who had already had a nervous breakdown, shook his head blankly.

"he does not know."

Huang directly opened the mouth and said, he didn't believe that the other party dared to lie in his hands: "It should be that he didn't receive the task."

"So there must be another group in Qiushui City!"

Wang Shengxiao sneered.

"Maybe."

Huang nodded: "I will bring back the members of the seventh group. You can ask carefully."

"No need."

Wang Shengxiao's voice was cold: "Kill them all."

Huang hesitated slightly.

all killed?

This is completely different from the original plan.

These are all people from Central Continent, especially the leader of the seventh team, who is only half a step away from the general.

"Killed them all?"

Huang narrowed her eyes: "Are you sure? This is all Central Continent..."

"Kill! Kill them all! Send the corpses back to Central Continent, these bastards, they are looking for Yuetong now! The latest mission this group of people have received is to kill Yuetong! They should be damned, they should all be damned!"

Wang Shengxiao roared suddenly: "Kill them all!"

Huang was stunned for a moment, then silently hung up the phone.

Zeng Yue, who had already heard the fury of Beihai's new patriarch, looked blank.

He looked at Huang in front of him without saying a word.

"It seems that you are very determined."

Huang slowly said: "Such a big determination..."

She raised her hand slowly.

"you..."

Flick your fingers lightly.

Huang's voice became the only thing in Zeng Yue's ears: "Do you really want to die so much?"

Zeng Yue's eyes widened.

The keen and incredible observation ability before he died finally allowed him to discover the woman's way of attack.

In the stable space, a particle seemed to appear on her finger, crystal clear, like a tiny ice crystal that was hard to find.

The ice crystal fell on him.

All of a sudden, there was only a frenzy in his ears.

The frenzy spewed out, dazzling scarlet.

The blood all over Zeng Yue exploded out of his body in an instant.

Countless blood gathered and compressed in the air, and fell into Huang's hands, turning into a crystal clear scarlet bead.

Huang directly threw the bead into his mouth and ate it, calmly said: "Then go die."