A spring was held in Aunt Fei's hand. It was one of the parts of the old man's Desert Eagle. The old man liked to put it on the table. It was shiny to the touch. It was black and shiny inside, and silvery white on the outside. WwW.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.CoM
Zhang Yang never understood why the old man always held the spring in his hand with so many parts. It wasn't until the old man told him to play with a gun that he realized that the most easily lost thing on a pistol is the spring, because the spring is round and has Elasticity, so the spring is also the component that the old man keeps closest to him besides the bullet on his neck.
"In this room, old habits."
"Are you trying to stump me?"
The old woman smiled softly, with a charming look on her face, and a dull expression on her face. Is this the same old woman who worked in the library all day long, with a dull look on her face? The old woman's chuckle just now gave Zhang Yang an amazing feeling.
While Zhang Yang was thinking wildly, the old woman began to walk slowly along the bookshelf. Every time she went to the place where the parts were placed, she naturally took out the accessories hidden in those corners, as if, like As familiar as my own home...
"then!"
When the old woman turned around and came back, the bullet in the old man's chest was thrown away.
The bullet drew a beautiful golden arc in the air and landed in the old woman's hand.
"Click!" There was a crisp sound, and a complete pistol was loaded, shining with a metallic luster under the light.
Seeing the Desert Eagle holding a beautiful and dazzling gun flower in the old woman's hand, Zhang Yang felt a dangerous atmosphere spreading in the room, ***, it turned out to be a couple of killers. These days, killers have to be paired with men and women. , holy shit!
The old woman didn't seem to like talking, but she still looked at the old man with tenderness in her eyes.
"Three seconds faster. It seems that you have not been idle these years. Do you still want to fulfill our dream?" The old man took the gun from the old woman's hand and handed it to Zhang Yang.
After hearing the old man's words, the old woman's eyes lit up, and suddenly her whole body was full of energy and energy.
"Feifei, it's worth waiting for you for eighteen years. Haha, okay, that's it. Let's travel around the country for a while and then pick up the mission. There are already missions." The old man said with a smile.
"Really?!" The old woman looked surprised.
"Haha, yes, what happened not long ago." The old man nodded and said to Zhang Yang: "Zhang Yang, remember the two characters I told you at the beginning?"
"Hmm, you've already mentioned a powerful modern figure, but you haven't mentioned a modern one yet."
"Actually, there are many high-ranking people in this world, and the presidents of those countries are considered high-ranking people. However, I am not talking about politicians now, but the boss behind a private killer organization. In fact, you should have guessed that he is a myth. The boss behind the times.”
"The boss behind the Age of Mythology... Didn't you say that the Age of Mythology hasn't appeared in nearly twenty years? Isn't this a modern character?"
"Haha, if it was before, then the Age of Mythology has become history, but it is not the case now. Just three days ago, the Age of Mythology began to issue missions again, and less than twenty-four hours after the mission was announced, All seventeen missions were completed, shocking the whole world. It shows that the Mythical Age is still the king of the killer world, and it also proves that the boss behind the Mythic Age deserves to be the real leader... "
The old man's words were full of piety, and the old woman also had a look of yearning on her face. Zhang Yang couldn't help sweating on his forehead. These two old guys with only two bones left were obsessed with the age of mythology to the point of fanaticism. They actually killed a killer. The boss behind the organization is compared to the founding leader of China. How is this different from a lunatic
"Throughout the five thousand years of China's history, no killer organization can surpass the Age of Mythology. The Age of Mythology has created mythical legends. It controls almost 10% of the world's killers. More importantly, he almost Controlling 80% of the best killers in the world, of course, these terrifying statistics are not enough to make the Age of Mythology a legend. What really makes the Age of Mythology an insurmountable myth is the VIP system of the Age of Mythology."
"Ah... the killer also has a VIP?" Zhang Yang was stunned, this was unheard of.
"Damn, when did I say that killers have VIPs, and killers only have rankings? I'm talking about customers. People who can become VIP customers in the Mythical Era will not become the targets of the Mythical Era. It is this VIP system that makes the whole world crazy. It is said that many people have to pay huge membership fees every year in order to become VIPs of the Mythical Age. Even if the Mythic Age has disappeared for twenty years, they still dare not interrupt it. The Mythic Age has created a historical precedent in the world of killers. It is no longer a Simple killers organized..."
"It's not a killer organization yet..." Zhang Yang muttered.
"Do you know those people in the world who are VIPs from the Mythical Age?" The old man suddenly felt a little annoyed when he saw that Zhang Yang was a little unimpressed.
"Who?" Zhang Yang asked cooperatively even though he lacked interest.
"The Bush family in the United States, the Arab sheikhs..."
"Really?" Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly widened. It was simply unbelievable that an Arab sheikh who was once the leader of the most powerful country and had control over the world's oil channels would actually pay protection fees to a mere killer organization.
"Hehe... I only know these secrets occasionally. The real VIP customers are definitely a huge group. It can be seen from the fact that the Mythical Age does not accept many assassination missions. It is said that there are more and more VIPs who want to join the Mythic Age. It’s difficult, many companies, families, and some consortium bosses want to join but can’t find a way.”
"Oh... But, does this have anything to do with you?"
"Ahem..." The old man suddenly coughed, and after the old woman patted him gently a few times, he recovered and said: "We are killers. Our biggest dream is to become a member of the Mythical Age. Unfortunately, we are only somewhat famous in the killer world. At that time, the Age of Mythology had disappeared. Now, the Age of Mythology has reappeared and has recruited outstanding killers from all over the world, so we must seize this opportunity."
"I said, Uncle Li, you are already old, why can't you live a good life with Aunt Fei for a few days? You have waited for eighteen years and finally reunited, what kind of killer organization are you playing?" (Quanben Novel Network) www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)