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At this time, the sky in Taipei had just turned white, but the black-robed man lying on the roof remembering the old days with the four sisters suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up and headed downstairs. Because he felt that someone had appeared on the 20th floor. Then if those corpses are found, there is no need to think that your own plan to blow up the operation group base will definitely fail.
On the 20th floor, Wu Qiang stood at the door of a room with no expression on his face, his hands clenched into fists, because in the room he saw more than a dozen corpses, these people are not others, they are stationed on the 20th floor to protect the monitoring room to prevent suspiciousness. The special operations team touched down from the top floor.
All of these people are kung fu and have undergone rigorous training. It can be said that ordinary people are not opponents at all, not to mention that they still have the most advanced weapons in the world, but such a group of people all died tragically, even silently. It shows the strength of the enemy who sneaked in.
Suddenly, from the corner of Wu Qiang's eyes, he saw a black shadow appearing from the top of the stairs to the 20th floor from the rooftop. When he was shocked, he took out the gun for the first time and turned and pointed at the black shadow at the top of the stairs. It was also this turn, and he saw that the dark figure was a man wearing a black robe, a brim on his head, only a mouth exposed, and a bell hanging from his neck.
"Before you shoot, I can cut off your head, do you believe it?" Although the black-robed man's voice is very soft and light, it makes the listener feel so cold and so cold.
"What?" Wu Qiang seemed to have heard it wrong, and said with a smile: "Hehe, are you too..."
The mad word had not yet exited, a gust of wind rushed towards his face, and an afterimage was mixed in the wind. The next moment Wu Qiang did not react, just howling in pain: "My hand..."
A broken wrist holding a gun appeared on the ground, lying in a pool of blood. Wu Qiang's face was sweating profusely with pain, clutching the position of his broken wrist, howling with piercing pain. Fortunately, the soundproofing effect of this building is very good, and it will not spread out.
"Believe it now?" The black robe man still stood in place, speaking indifferently. It seemed that the scene just now was not what he did.
"You...who are you?" Holding his broken wrist, Wu Qiang, who was sweating like rain, looked at the black-robed man in fear.
"You messed up the laws of nature, messed up Gangchang's beast, you don't deserve to know who I am." The black robe man's voice fell, and a flash kicked Wu Qiang into the monitoring room.
"Hey." Wu Qiang fell heavily on the floor of the monitoring room, causing pain throughout his body. After all, he was not a killer, nor was he a martial artist. It was just a high-achieving student who had returned from studying abroad and helped his father manage the action team, so he could bear the torture.
"Puff." A mouthful of blood spurted out of Wu Qiang's mouth, but the black-robed man sitting in the chair turned a blind eye, quietly watching everything on the monitoring screen.
With a painful face and sweat, Wu Qiang grinned, looking at the man in the black robe with his back to him: "You...you kill me..."
Even if no black-robed man appeared, Wu Qiang would be ready to die long ago. Now he fell into the hands of the black-robed man, and his wrist was cut off. This torture is unbearable for him as an ordinary person, so it is better to die early to find Ayu in another world.
"Sorry, if you die, your father Wu Gui will call back from the field and can't find you, he will be suspicious, and then my plan will not succeed. So to die, I will have to kill your father." Hei The man in the robe quickly turned around and sealed the acupuncture points in Wu Qiang's arm so that other broken wrists would not die due to excessive blood loss.
However, Wu Qiang was shocked at this time. After all, he was going to destroy the Action Team. Can this not be shocked? Looking at the black-robed man: "Do you know who my father is? If you kill him, you will cause a catastrophe."
"Hahahahaha..." The black robe man laughed loudly.
"What are you laughing at?" Wu Qiang frowned and asked puzzledly.
"Wu Gui, forty-eight years old, began to serve as the leader of the action team under the killer organization "Shen Gong" when he was twenty. After 28 years of meticulous management, the action team grew stronger in his hands and became the "Shen Gong". "Make an indelible feat."
"Since you know "God Control", then you should know the power of "God Control", and not everyone can provoke it. If you kill my father, you will be controlled by God to shatter your corpse..." Wu Qiang looked at The man in the black robe said word by word.
"Haha." The black-robed man shook his head with a wry smile: "God Control is indeed very powerful, with nearly 10,000 killers under its umbrella. It is the leading existence of the Asian killer organization. It is also ranked second on the world killer organization list. Who caused the trouble. God control is undoubtedly touching the ass of Lord Yan."
"Since you know, why are you boring to find yourself?" Wu Qiang thought this black-robed man was very weird.
"The power of God's control is only in the eyes of outsiders, but in my eyes, it is just a stupid pig waiting to be slaughtered. Because it angered a killer who had been loyal to it, and that killer also understood God's control. Circumstances... This assassin will let God control little by little to quell his unwillingness, anger and hatred in his heart..."
Listening to this, Wu Qiang was deeply attracted by the words of the black-robed man. After all, in the past few years when he helped his father manage the action team, he knew everything about the killer world and knew everything that God controlled. After the black-robed man said that, Wu Qiang immediately thought of someone, and he couldn't help but looked at the back of the black-robed man in surprise: "Are you the Black Blade Nie Yun?!"
It became quiet, and the monitoring room became silent for a while.
"It seems that your IQ is quite high. You can think of me so quickly." The black robe man wiped off the brim of his head, and immediately a handsome face appeared in Wu Qiang's sight.
Who is Nie Yun who is not Black Blade? !
"You... didn't you have been punished by Wufeng Yijian Chuanxin and kicked off the cliff to death? How could you..." Wu Qiang was incredulous.
Nie Yun didn't answer Wu Qiang's question, but said, "Do you think I will be jealous of God's control? Wouldn't I dare to kill your father?"
Now Wu Qiang can also see that Black Blade has appeared here, it was already planned. After all, Black Blade is a cruel, cunning, ruthless killer in the eyes of the world, and he will not fight insecure battles. Coupled with Black Blade's hatred of God Control, then this operation group base is doomed to be destroyed.
"He...hehe..." Wu Qiang let out a bitter smile. Looking at Nie Yun: "You are really a cockroach that can't be killed. God control provoked you, which is the biggest mistake."
"Before your father comes back, you'd better be honest, otherwise I will make you worse than dead." Nie Yun turned his head and looked at everything in the surveillance screen.
Wu Qiang lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. She seemed to know that she had fallen into the hands of the black blade and was lifeless, had given up any struggle and resistance, and quietly waited for the arrival of death.
However, Wu Qiang's next sentence broke the silence in the monitoring room, and only listened to him: "Black Blade, how about we make a deal?"