Urban Cultivation Medical Saint

Chapter 348 It's not bad to kill, don't let it go

At the same time, late at night, in a small city, an unremarkable black coffee shop welcomed a black man who was not tall but had unusually sharp eyes.

I saw him holding a 1958 10 yuan bronze franc coin in his hand, and suddenly appeared in front of the counter like a magic trick, and said calmly to an old man in his seventies and eighties who was cleaning a red wine glass: "Give me a Tequila. Scarlet." He said in broken Chinese.

"oh?"

The old white man in his seventies and eighties raised his head unsteadily, looked at him quietly for a long time with cloudy blue eyes, then suddenly grinned and said, "Not bad. It seems that the recent boys are all good." The words were spoken in Italian.

Hearing that the black man frowned slightly, then the old white man got up unsteadily, turned around and entered an inconspicuous small door behind the counter.

"This is left for you by a guest." After a while, his trembling roll of white envelopes returned.

"……Who are you?"

The black man silently put away the envelope, turned around and left without saying a word.

However, just as he was about to walk out of the coffee shop, he suddenly couldn't help turning his head back, frowning and said lightly. Originally, he was not such a talkative person, but the old white man inexplicably made him feel a little threatened, so he couldn't help but ask this sentence.

Because you know, he is the silver medal killer of Italy's most powerful killer organization - Scarlet Fang. How many people in this world can make him feel dangerous just by looking at it?

"Me? In your line of business, it's not good to be so uncontrollable... You can call me Old Pete, or... Shark." The old-fashioned white man in his seventies and eighties murmured, shaking his head slightly. But then, his slanted and cloudy eyes suddenly revealed a hint of sharpness.

Immediately, the temperature in the whole coffee shop seemed to drop suddenly, which also made the originally calm black man tremble, his pupils constricted: "Are you a shark?"

As the silver medal killer of Italy's Bloody Moon, he is certainly no stranger to the title 'Shark', because that is one of the three most terrifying trump cards of their organization. He only knew that the shark disappeared inexplicably back then, and some people speculated that he was tired of it, so he chose to quit... But he didn't expect that twenty years later, he would meet him here.

Then, the corners of his mouth trembled and he left without saying a word.

"Hehe, unlucky boy."

And the old white man watched the black man walk out of the coffee shop until he disappeared into the darkness of night, then closed his eyes, went to the door and closed it, closing the door to thank the guests. And whispered an intriguing sentence.

It seems that those old guys are really old and confused, and they have forgotten how terrible this ancient and mysterious country is.

On the other side, the black man returned to the hotel room and took off his clothes. The tights showed his strong figure. And those hideous scars on his body show that he is different.

"I don't know what the target is this time. It's worth the 200 million people from Huaxia."

While licking his lips in a gloomy and excited manner, he opened the envelope, took out a note full of numbers, and then took out the microcomputer he carried with him, logged on to a certain website, and The numbers on the note were entered.

Chen Fei, a 26-year-old native of Beishan City, Jiangnan Province, has certain connections with Chen Zhenjun, the Chen family in the capital. I am an ancient Chinese warrior with four and a half stars for combat effectiveness and four stars for danger.

After seeing the introduction about the target on the website, the black man finally understood why the benefactor was willing to spend 200 million to buy that person's head. Unexpectedly, the target is an ancient Chinese warrior, and the danger level is as high as four stars, which is a little troublesome.

"hehe."

However, he still twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, with a look of disdain on his rough black face, and said: "But so what if you are an ancient warrior? God is standing in our dark world in the West. We supernatural beings, It is the most powerful!"

Pooh!

As he said this, suddenly coldness appeared in his eyes, and a cruel arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

There was a sound of crackling and tearing in the hands, but it was a ball of white light faintly stirring.

Obviously, this guy is not an ordinary character, but a light attribute power user. Among the many elemental abilities in the dark world of the West, the attribute of light and darkness is known as the rarest and most powerful.

So he is naturally entitled to be proud.

Moreover, he has been in the killer business since he was eleven years old, and he studied under one of the four most powerful aces of their organization-Blade Czech.

You must know that Blade Czech, just by this title, can already be called a legend in their killer world, because he has never failed a mission. Even the ancient werewolf castle on the ice and snow land of northern Russia, and the corners of the world of the Nuo Da mafia, his reputation is widely spread, and no one will not be afraid of his master.

However, his master has never stepped into the land of Huaxia to perform missions. I don't know why, and of course no one dares to ask. It's just that he was extremely disdainful of this in his heart.

Is it because of those ancient Chinese warriors?

But what if it was them? Could it be that they can still be greater than us supernatural beings?

Please, stop joking, God is on our side.

That's why he illegally borrowed this business from China this time. After all, he is short of money because he is too chic recently, and 200 million is enough for him to continue to be chic for a long time.

...

The next day, when Fade Chen bought a train ticket and returned to Beishan City. Wang Dashan, one of the five deputy instructors of Feibao in the special department of the three provinces in Lingnan, has appeared in Dong Wencheng's office in Tongzhou at this moment.

Since he succeeded in becoming an innate strongman, his position and so on naturally followed him, and he was promoted to 'director' in an exceptional way. Second only to Fade Chen, the Flying Leopard's nominal chief instructor.

"Director Wang is here, and I feel disrespectful and disrespectful." Dong Wencheng smiled and made a cup of tea for Wang Dashan himself, and handed it to him with both hands.

It's different from Fade Chen, because it's the first time he's meeting the other party, and the other party is still a director-level 'head' of a special department like Fei Leopard, and his status is too unusual, so he dare not neglect him at all.

"Secretary Dong is being polite. But you should also know that I will go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing." Hearing this, Wang Dashan smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, but he did not put on any airs or gestures. Because he vaguely knew that Dong Wencheng in front of him seemed to have a good relationship with Fade Chen and Chief Instructor Chen, so he was naturally one of his own.

"Director Wang is being polite. If you have anything to say, just say it." Hearing this, Dong Wencheng's expression turned serious, and his face became serious.

"Well, this is what Chief Instructor Chen asked me to investigate last night. Secretary Dong, please take a look at it first." Hearing this, Wang Dashan squinted his eyes and smiled, then handed a file in his hand to Dong Wencheng.

"……really."

Hearing this, Dong Wencheng couldn't help but shrink his eyes slightly, and then his expression showed a trace of solemnity.

Because he noticed that Director Wang Dashan's address and words... Chief Instructor Chen? Of course he can understand who this title refers to.

Even though he was mentally prepared before this, when he really heard the other party call him this way, he still couldn't help but sigh in his heart. As expected of Mr. Chen Fei, who can kill the innately strong with his own hands, is his status in Feibao so powerful?

While thinking this way in his heart, he quickly took over the file bag without dropping his arms and legs, took out the information in it, and looked at it slowly while bowing his head in front of the other party. Look carefully.

It's just that the more he looked at the thing in his hand carefully, the more angry he felt, and such a little bit of uncontrollable shock!

It's no wonder, after all, sitting in his position, how can you not see that Niuniu won the first place in the written test in the civil service examination, but failed to be selected? But at this moment, the materials in front of him, the content written on them, are so detailed that even he can't help but break out in a cold sweat.

After all, how long has it been? In just one night, the other party has actually investigated the whole matter clearly and thoroughly. How can this make an official like him feel uneasy?

Not to mention that this is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that this document also clearly states all the people involved in this matter, and the scurry under their buttocks, which makes people annoyed just by looking at it, completely Unclean things.

Especially about Liu Tianping, there are at least seven or eight lines of written materials about him.

From when he stepped into the officialdom, to all kinds of actions he has done over the years... everything is perfect, and the details are so detailed that Dong Wencheng's forehead almost broke out in cold sweat.

Because he knew very well that if this kind of thing was taken out, Liu Tianping would never be able to eat it and walk around! Even if there were people behind it, it was useless, because it was too dark.

"Director Wang, what does Mr. Chen mean by this matter?" After a long silence, he said slowly.

"It's easy!"

Hearing this, Director Wang Dashan grinned, and suddenly his tone sank, revealing a hint of chill, and said, "It's good to kill, don't let go."

Good kill, don't let go!

Hearing this, Dong Wencheng's heart skipped a beat, and finally he couldn't help the cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He corrected his expression slightly and said, "Okay, Director Wang, don't worry, I already understand what to do."

"That's good. If that's the case, I won't bother you here. Let me go... Oh, by the way, you can contact me if you need anything."

Wang Dashan left a note with his phone number, got up and left.