MTL - City: From Inheriting a Courtyard To a Giant-Chapter 15

The explosion-proof door opened, and several tall and special agents came down slowly.

Instead of jumping off directly, the people with their backs pointing their guns at the target in front slowly retreated.

"Get out of the car slowly! Keep your hands where we can see them, and don't make any dangerous moves!"

Following the words of a captain, a tall and slender figure slowly got out of the car.

Qin Yan wore a black cloth bag on his head, and a pair of unusually strong one-piece alloy 'bracelets' on his hands.

A pair of extremely exquisite 'anklets' were also worn on his feet.

In this way, he can only move forward half a step, otherwise it will be a waste of time.

"Come on, you guys are exaggerating. I'm really a law-abiding citizen. Although I smoke, drink, and pick up girls,

I have bullied children and killed people today, but I am really a good person! "Qin Yan said.

"Don't move! Don't speak without my order!"

Hearing Qin Yan's voice, the captain immediately roared nervously.

Dozens of special agents around were even more tightly resting their fingers on the triggers. Dozens of guns were pointed at Qin Yan's head all the time, ready to fire deadly bullets at any time.

Qin Yan inherited the fourth-level Xingyiquan from the middle-aged bodyguard. Although the level is not considered to be the level of a master, it is only one step away, which greatly strengthened his perception.

Without using his eyes, he could feel that the secret agents around him

Everyone was extremely nervous, with sweat on their foreheads and tense muscles, as if they were about to explode at the touch of a gunpowder keg.

Although Qin Yan was puzzled by their exaggeration, he also knew that they were not joking, so he didn't dare to act rashly, followed them step by step, and entered the building.

Even after entering the building, these special agents still did not relax at all. They raised their guns, pointed their guns at Qin Yan, moved around, and walked around him twice, following suit.

Qin Yan felt that he should have entered the elevator, then went up, and then turned around again. When the hood was taken off, he was already in a silver-white room.

Apart from a bed and a toilet, there is nothing else in the room. The door and walls are made of alloy.

A secret agent stepped forward carefully to remove Qin Yan's handcuffs, and then slowly backed out.

But the handcuffs were not removed.

"boom!"

The door closed, leaving Qin Yan standing in the middle of the room depressed.

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Chapter 8 Continental Hotel! The strangulation of energy predators! (3/5 asks for flower evaluation votes)

"What is this?"

Qin Yan blinked and sat down on the bed welded into the wall.

Along the way, Qin Yan thought a lot.

First of all, Mo Lao's identity is definitely not simple.

wrong! It should be extremely important to the country.

Otherwise, it is impossible to attract the assassination of the legendary killer and the country's excessive attention.

Secondly, he probably underestimated the strength and threat of "Legendary Killer"...

From the attitude of these secret agents who were so nervous that they were about to suffocate, one can estimate one or two.

outside the room

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The special service captain wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "Cheer up!

Every group of eight people, with a four-hour rotation, must guard this door until someone from above is sent to hand it over.

I want to remind you that the people inside are extremely dangerous.

If you are a little negligent, he may wash this place with blood, and then escape calmly.

You don't want your family members to see your dead bodies! ? "

All the secret service members focused their eyes again, clenched the steel guns in their hands, and shouted:

"Swear to the death to complete the task!"

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Big Apple City, Continental Hotel, top secret line.

"Sir, after repeated confirmations from the Far East Branch, Death God Billy and his assistant, Scythe, are dead."

"Billy is dead! This... he was the Billy who broke into the Imperial Palace alone, killed an elite guard, completed the mission and escaped successfully, Billy the God of Death!"

"Sir, Mr. Billy's death is indeed regrettable, but it is a fact."

"What about the assassination mission?"

"It's done, he successfully assassinated the target, and returned with the target's eight bodyguards

It's over. "

In the room, an old man in his fifties with a hooked nose frowned upon hearing the words.

He thought for a while, and said lightly: "Only a legend can kill a legend. According to the intelligence, the target does not have a legend-level bodyguard..."

"Sir, do you need further confirmation from the Far East Branch?"

"No."

The old man shook his head resolutely: "The task has been completed, right? Although Billy is one of our few legendary killers, the price given by the buyer is enough to compensate for our loss. His death is worth it."

"Sir, you are right

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"Immediately ask the Far East Branch to stop all activities, and all killers will go on vacation. The order will be executed immediately."

After speaking, the old man hung up the phone.

He took a sip of whiskey, and the firewood behind him made a crackling sound, and the old man murmured: