The cabinets were locked in the room of the two of them. After a few days, they opened them and saw two bodies piled up inside.

\tWhen Yan Jiuzheng appeared in the underground passage again, he had already worn a lion's mask unique to the organization, put on their unified standard bulletproof vest, and replaced the badge on his chest with their unique badge.

\tThe gun was carried openly on his body, but unfortunately there was no muffler.

\t There is an extra fn57 pistol around her waist, and it is a rare IOM model on the market. This is an official model. I searched all the rooms of these two people and found this. Although it is not a bit useless, it has a good penetration at least. At least it can ensure that the standard bulletproof vest can be easily penetrated within the effective range.

\tThe gun is hidden at the waist and cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary. It is too loud.

\tThere are three pens in my pocket. Each pen has a fountain and poison, and there are four bullets, which are very quiet.

\tAt the corner, Yan Jiuzheng looked around. While there was no one, he jumped up and touched the light on the wall. He sucked firmly into the hidden area of ​​the lamp base, matte that was not noticeable.

\tThis is a newly developed monitor. In order to maintain power, it can be started and turned off at any time. It has a very high visibility. The priority distance can reach twenty meters. I don’t know how much scientific research power this little thing consumes. The weapons of spies are emerging one after another and are updated almost every month. This small monitor is not just an old-fashioned monitor for training. The monitor uses frequency modulation technology and uses short transmission pulses to jump disorderly up and down the martial arts spectrum, which is for newcomers to train.

\tThis time, I used a very confidential new carrier technology, and even Yan Jiuzheng touched this thing for the first time.

\tNot even if other countries find this thing, the only way to remove it is to find it one by one. Otherwise, it is impossible to predict the signal mode in a short time and block the monitor, let alone mere black organizations.

\tThe power of technology is the best armor for counter-espionage personnel.

Yan Jiucheng's expression was relaxed, and he was no longer afraid of killing people for the first time when he was at the gate of hell. He deeply understood the profound meaning of "I am kind, but I cannot be kind to you." He walked through this passage very quickly and pressed a small button on the watch. The video of this passage and his own departure appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

Very high definition.

With your hands down, the watch's screen becomes normal and the monitor turns off.

Yan Jiucheng squatted down, grabbed some dirty things in the corner of the wall, touched his face, covering his yellow skin. However, if you look closely, it is still easy to see that for this group of people from the black organization, the face from the foreign land.

A hat is missing.

Multiple hats will be much better.

As the turn of the corner, the passage became larger, and a black organization member with a gun in his hand came towards him. His posture was obviously patrolling, but he seemed very tired. He was yawning and wearing a black hat on his head.

Yan Jiucheng put the mask up, his head lowered and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: The hat was good.

The man yawned and saw Yan Jiucheng coming towards him. He didn't care much at first, so he rubbed his eyes and continued to walk forward. But when the man rubbed his eyes, he suddenly noticed Yan Jiucheng's exposed yellow skin and dark hair. You know, although the people here also have black hair, most of them have curly hair.

The distance was a little far apart and I couldn't see clearly. The black tissue member lowered his hands, rubbing his eyes, squinted his eyes slightly, trying to see clearly, and his eyes moved to the badge on Yan Jiucheng's chest.

He pressed the sensing button, and the eyes of the lion embroidered on Yan Jiucheng's badge brightened, which shows that the badge is right.

Did an Asian person come to the organization? The man thought to himself that although he put down some of his guard because the badge was identified as true, he still held the gun tightly and kept aiming the gun at the person when he walked towards Yan Jiucheng.

Yan Jiucheng did not hesitate or dodge, and faced the man, his pace accelerated. He knew that there was no point in dodging just like a corridor where two people could pass through.

Just when the two were only five meters apart, the black organization stopped and his vigilance instantly exploded.

It's a pity that it's too late.

Five meters was already the effective range triggered by the poison pointer of the pen in Yan Jiucheng's hand, with almost no sound. Yan Jiucheng walked so casually, his hand swinged casually, and the man opposite fell to the ground.

Death in an instant.

Yan Jiucheng pulled off the hat from the man's head, put it on his head, and smiled.

Then he squatted down and touched the man. Usually, the patrolman would have good things on him. Sure enough, in his cowhide pocket there was a tactical blade called the most lethal weapon: the Night Demon Doh111 Hidden I-type Combat Straight I Knife.

Wow, Yan Jiucheng couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, his eyes shining.

Although he touched the knife during Gu Miqing's training, the feeling of holding it in his hand at this time was different, it was too different from training, with the feeling of a dead soul.

Yan Jiuzheng held the handle inlaid with high-tech quartz anti-slip particles inlaid with it. The matte knife surface made the blade very secret.

This is a good thing with super hardness that can penetrate the shell of the fighter and the individual bulletproof system. Yan Jiuzheng couldn't help but grin, held the knife in his hand, and looked back and forth.

At this time, no one was seen in this long corridor, and no one saw the scene where he had just taken action.

Yan Jiucheng did not intend to leave here immediately to prevent it from being exposed. Instead, he squatted down half-squatted, pulled the buttons from his clothes, and put them on the door of the room near the body. Then he leaned his ear against the buttons and listened.

There were snoring from several people inside.

Yan Jiucheng took off the button amplification eavesdropper and put it on another door. He changed several doors back and forth before he stopped.

"Please, please, let me go back..." A woman's crying voice seemed very weak and came out.

"Shut up!" With a snap, the sound of slapping the man's voice was brutal and greedy, followed by the rhythmic collision sounds that would come from the bed games between men and women.

The woman's crying was enduring and powerless, while the man gasped.

After Yan Jiucheng looked around, he grabbed Ye Mo Doh111's straight knife in his right hand, and pressed his left hand on the collar, and a pointed thing like a needle appeared and pulled it out.

A commonly used tool for old pendant can open most ordinary door locks after being improved by Gu Miqing. It is more than enough to deal with such a simple door lock on a wooden door.

I inserted the modified version of the * into the hole, leaned my ear against the buttons attached to the door again, waiting for the best time, and soon, a violent impact sounded, and the woman seemed to be covered in her mouth, crying muffled, while the man's thick air became heavier.

Yan Jiucheng's eyes were yin.

Listen to the rhythm, it's this time.

He twisted his hand quickly, and the door was clicking, and Yan Jiuzheng rushed in with lightning speed. The man who pressed the woman against a wooden box beside the bed turned his head in horror, his face covered in sweat, and before he could react, his neck chilled.

The sweat had not yet fallen.

The blood on his neck spurted out.

"Ah!" The woman was about to scream, but Yan Jiucheng grabbed her neck.

This is a girl who is only about fifteen or sixteen years old. She has very fair skin, white hair, and gray pupils. She is young. Although she is already very plump, her face is still a little unfolded and she has a little baby fat.

The man fell off the woman's body. The weak and frightened woman on the wooden box was trembling all over. Her hands and feet were tied with cloth strips and her body was covered with wounds. Her fair skin made the scar look more and more shocking.

Yan Jiucheng grabbed her neck and made no sound. Tears fell down, and the blood splashed on her body rolled and slid down on her trembling skin.

"Don't shout, I'll take you away." Yan Jiucheng raised his index finger and placed it beside his mouth, raised his legs back, and closed the door.

There were four hissings sounds, and Yan Jiuzheng cut off the cloth strip that bound the woman's limbs. The woman collapsed to the ground and then held the edge of the bed and wanted to stand up. Maybe she was too scared, or maybe everything that happened in front of her made her too frightened and she couldn't stand up.

"Don't be afraid, put on your clothes, I'll take you away." Yan Jiucheng stretched out his hand to hug the woman who was lying on the ground, carried her to the bed, looked around for a week, but he didn't see the woman's clothes, so he asked, "Where is your clothes?"

"I... When he brought me over, his clothes were torn and he lost them." The woman noticed Yan Jiucheng's kindness from the horror. She stared at Yan Jiucheng as if she had seen the light in the darkness, stretched out her hand and pulled the bed sheet to try to cover herself, her nose wings flapping violently.

Yan Jiucheng took the man's clothes and threw them to the woman: "Put it on quickly."

While speaking, he took the man's coat and pants, put it on him, then took off his gun and put it aside.

After saying that, he raised his wrist and looked at the watch, pressed the monitor switch. The situation on this channel was clear at a glance. It was still early, and luckily no one came out.

Yan Jiucheng pulled the dead man on the ground and pulled him to the corridor, letting him lie on his feet with the dead patrolman who had been dead before, gritted his teeth, picked up a knife and stabbed the poisoned patrolman twice.

No one would doubt the illusion of fighting and death between the two.

This medicine is good, and it is impossible to tell that it was poisoned to death. Yan Jiucheng thought to himself, and couldn't help but look at the patrolman who was hit by the pen poison needle again. Then he looked into the room. The girl had already put on the clothes. Although she didn't have pants, the man's clothes were big and long enough to block the buttocks.

The woman looked at Yan Jiucheng.

The eyes in my eyes seemed to see a hero.

Nervous, panic, aggrieved, afraid, tears fell down.

He reached out toward the girl and lowered his voice: "Go, I'll take you away."

The girl ran to the door tremblingly. She lowered her head and saw the man lying on the ground who was just humiliating her on her. She bit her teeth and kicked him hard, then reached into Yan Jiucheng's hand.

Yan Jiucheng pressed the switch on his watch and looked at the corridor that he had just entered. Fortunately, there was no one at this time, so he pulled the girl to the entrance of the tunnel. Fortunately, it was not far away, and there were only two passages. In a blink of an eye, he reached the entrance door.

"Go away quickly." Yan Jiucheng turned around and left.

"Wait!" The girl grabbed Yan Jiucheng with a mute voice, and her gray pupils were full of gratitude. She looked at Yan Jiucheng wearing a mask and hat: "Thank you, who are you? I... in the future."

The thick fog hit and the girl trembled.

She raised her hands to cover her chest, and her slender legs were visible from top to bottom.

"Who is he? It's all your business." A voice came coldly, and the girl was instantly slipped up from Kouzi by a pair of hands. Then, she saw a face wearing a mask and a hat with only eyes exposed to Kouzi.

These are a pair of fierce eyes.
Chapter completed!