Hokkaido.

In a remote wooden house.

"Ah!" A woman screamed.

"Ding!" A yellow bullet was clipped out by pointed tweezers and threw it into the tray.

Yoko Miyamoto spit out the almost bitten wooden stick, twitched her white lips and said, "Kenichi, is there something wrong with the organization? Why is there an icpo (Interpol's English abbreviation) at the scene?"

Kenichi Nishimura shook his head while sewing wounds for his lover, saying, "It is unlikely that Mr. Tanaka's organization is very famous throughout Asia, and there is little chance of internal problems. I will ask him in person another day."

"Ah——" Alcohol stimulated the wound, causing Yoko Miyamoto to scream and was almost exhausted.

She turned her head weakly at her boyfriend: "Kenichi, let me tell you something?"

"Tell me." Kenichi Nishimura injected an anti-inflammatory injection into his lover's buttocks.

Yoko Miyamoto said: "Let's leave the organization and go far away and enjoy the world of two people."

Kenichi Nishimura shook his head, "Yoko, don't be naive, there is no tomorrow to be a killer. If you do this, you can only go all the way to the dark."

Miyamoto Yoko was indifferent.

Kenichi Nishimura kissed his girlfriend on her white lips, "Okay, you have a good rest first, don't think too much, the task has finally been completed smoothly. I will get you a lot of rewards to Mr. Tanaka for you."

"Yeah." Yoko Miyamoto responded, relaxed his body and mind, and fell asleep in a deep sleep...

...

Hong Kong Island.

Linhai Resort Hotel.

In the room.

A woman in a black tight sweatshirt was bored playing a circle game, with a wide white windbreaker on the hanger.

The woman is about thirty years old, with long black hair tied into a dry ponytail, wearing a pair of blue jeans on the lower body, holding a colorful plastic circle, and putting on the horns on the ground.

One set is accurate, but there is no mistake at all.

She was the female killer in a white windbreaker who assassinated Long Wei in a hotel private room last time and then successfully escaped from Liu Jianming's hands - Ruan Ling.

Ruan Ling put on the plastic circle for a while and suddenly frowned, because the sound of fallen leaves being trampled from outside the empty door was faintly heard.

"Someone came to me."

She immediately pulled out her pistol and quickly dodged to the blind spot in the vision behind the door, waiting for the uninvited guests to arrive.

The footsteps were getting closer, from vague to clear and discernible.

"Click!" The empty door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing a Versace suit came in.

"It turned out to be my superior Ruan Shun. If anyone else had dared to walk into my room so swaggeringly." Ruan Ling thought to herself.

Ruan Shun glanced around and didn't see the figure of his subordinate Ruan Ling. It was a bit strange.

Unpredictable, Ruan Ling held a pistol in her hand and pressed the back of her head from behind.

Ruan Shun smiled slightly, not caring about the cold muzzle on the back of her head, “Aling, I didn’t expect that it has been so long, and you still don’t trust me.”

Ruan Ling smiled, but the gun did not leave the back of his head. "We have to be careful when we do our job."

Ruan Shun was about to turn around.

Ruan Ling suddenly shouted: "Don't move! Don't force me to shoot!"

Although Ruan Shun was very surprised, she did not dare to be too arrogant. After all, she was very perverse in her personality as a professional killer. If she was not careful, she would end up dead without a burial place.

He said to himself: "What's wrong with A Ling? Although she pointed a gun at me in the past, she was just a joke and couldn't be taken seriously. Now, looking at her tone, it should be true this time. I can't say that she will really shoot."

Ruan Shun said: "Aling, do you have any questions to ask me?"

"That's right!" Ruan Ling said in a cold tone: "I'll just ask you one question. You must answer me honestly, otherwise don't blame me for not being missed with old feelings."

"Okay, ask." Ruan Shun nodded sincerely.

Ruan Ling said: "Have you betrayed me?"

"I'll betray you?" Ruan Shun felt inexplicable, "Aling, let's speak with conscience. If I betray you, would you dare to come to you with such a big swagger?"

Ruan Ling thought it was true. With Ruan Shun's experience, it was unreasonable to betray her, and she came to her house to die without any warning.

She asked, "Okay, then I'll ask you, why did I am ambush me in plain clothes when I killed Long Wei?! There is also a very terrifying master among them. If I hadn't made sufficient preparations before, I would have fallen this time."

Ruan Shun was also very surprised and quickly turned around, "What are you saying true?"

"Of course!" Ruan Ling stared at her superior's eyes, carefully paying attention to the expression on her face, but she did not see any trace of fakeness.

"It seems that it's really not Ruan Shun betrayed me." She said in her heart, and the gun immediately left Ruan Shun's head.

Ruan Shun frowned and thought for a while, and said to herself, "No, what happened? The order to kill Dragon Power was handed over to me directly by Mr. Tanaka. It's not reasonable to be learned by Hong Kong Island O-Ku. Could it be that something was wrong within the organization?"

Ruan Ling asked: "Ashun, it's not really because the superiors wanted to kill me to silence me, right?"

Ruan Shun waved her hand, "Don't think about it randomly. I haven't received such a decision. If your superiors really want to deal with you, they will definitely notify me in advance. You are my subordinates. They can't bypass me and directly punish you. Besides, you have not committed any organizational ban."

He patted his subordinates' shoulders, "Well, A Ling, I'll go to Mr. Tanaka to inquire about it for you. No matter what the result is, I will give you a clear answer. After all, we are compatriots and are all Vietnamese. I will definitely take care of you as much as possible in terms of principles."

"Thank you." Ruan Ling also gave up her doubts and made an invitation gesture to the sofa, "Sit as you like."

Ruan Shun sat down on the sofa and handed a carefully wrapped cardboard box to his subordinates. "I almost forgot, just talking, I forgot everything about you. This is a Christmas gift from Paris, France."

Ruan Ling put the gift box on the coffee table, crossed her legs and asked, "Where is my money?"

Money is what she cares most about. What is the killer sacrificing his life to complete his tasks? It’s not for these external things.

The human beings die for money and birds die for food is a true portrayal of the killer industry.

Ruan Shun took out a thick envelope from his arms and threw it to his subordinates, "The banknotes are all old banknotes, and there are no consecutive numbers, you can spend them as you like."

Ruan Ling tore open the envelope and after checking it, she nodded with satisfaction, looked at her superiors, but saw the other party take out a square metal wine bottle and wipe it carefully with a white handkerchief.
Chapter completed!