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02675 Associate 2(1/2)

Gao Qun has always been single, and he is always alone in and out of the world.

After all, doing his job is a high-risk industry.

Family members are a burden to him.

Just as Gao Qun opened the door, a hand suddenly grabbed his neck from behind and pressed him into the room.

"Ah...Who..." Although Gao Qun is not a psychic, his skills are pretty good.

Even if he was surprised, even the psychic would be killed by him.

Before that, he had such a record.

He lifted his heel and kicked it backwards.

He felt his heel kick the other person in the chest.

However, the other party did not move at all.

"Gao Qun, the killer contact?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." Gao Qun was still a little lucky and gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.

However, his answer was exchanged for the palm that pinched his neck to increase strength.

"People like you in the movie would rather die than surrender, and I wonder if you are the same."

Gao Qun could not turn his head, but he could feel that the master of the hand was approaching him.

He smelled the bloody smell on the man's body, very heavy.

This person has definitely killed anyone, and it was not long ago.

"What do you want?" Gao Qun really didn't plan to die rather than surrender for the sake of something outside of him.

"Do you know Mo Han?"

"I know him, the top three in the killer list."

“Is there any contact information for him?”

"How could I have Mo Han's contact information? I'm just a low-level contact person."

"That means, you have no purpose?"

"Wait... Although I don't have Mo Han's contact information, I know a senior contact person."

"I hope it won't be very cumbersome. If I go around me all night like you, I will have a headache."

"Not...I know his residence."

"That's good, start contacting now."

"Can you let go of me?"

Gao Qun finally saw Chen Zhao's face clearly.

"Hey, Mr. Deng, I have a bottle of good wine on hand."

"Oh? Where did it produce it?"

"Before the founding of the People in the Northeast, people buried it, and only dug it out last year. I spent 300,000 yuan to get it at the auction. But it's boring to drink this wine alone. What's the point? Should I go to your house or my house?"

"Come to my house, I'm the only one in my house."

"Okay, prepare the wine dish. I like spicy food. Prepare more spicy food. I'll bring the wine here."

Deng Xianyang on the other end of the phone hung up the phone, his face changed.

He and Gao Qun had already secretly told him that if they were drinking, they would not go to each other's house.

If the other party says to go home, something happens.

And the so-called serving dishes are of course to prepare them.

And spicy things mean that the idea is tricky, you need to prepare well.

Deng Xianyang immediately picked up the phone again: "Hey, Lao Meng, there is something wrong with my family, come here."

Soon, Deng Xianyang's signer came.

Lao Meng, whose real name is Mengqi, nicknamed: Bengal Tiger.

The top killer under Deng Xianyang.

Different from the mode of never meeting the ordinary killer and the signer.

Deng Xianyang and Lao Meng often come into contact with each other in daily life.

Lao Meng is a killer in secret.

But on the surface, he is the head of the Meng family who eliminated the demons.

Not only in China, but also in the international community, it also has an extraordinary reputation.

"Old Deng, what's the situation?" The first thing Lao Meng did when he entered the door was to ask straightforwardly.

"I just received a call from a friend..."

Deng Xianyang told Lao Meng about the situation.

"In other words, Gao Qun will bring trouble later, right?"

"Well, that's the case."

"I understand." Lao Meng nodded.

"I don't know who it is yet, and Gao Qun cannot explain the opponent's strength on the phone, so you can directly take the opponent down after you wait, and don't give the opponent any chance to counterattack. If you can't take the opponent down in a short period of time, then just kill him."

"Well, I know what to do."

Lao Meng nodded. He was much more experienced than Lao Deng in this regard.

He may not be the most top psychic, but when it comes to killing, almost no one can do anything to him.

He is a very few psychics in the reinforcement system.

The strengthening department has almost no future in the country.

However, Lao Meng combined the fighting skills of the East and the West to integrate them into his own system.

Finally, a set of his own ultimate murder technique evolved.

His most brilliant record was a failed task.

He was given the task of assassinating Zhang Tianshi.

And that mission ended in failure.

But he was recognized by Master Zhang.

Afterwards, Master Zhang Tian said that if Lao Meng was not so anxious to take action at that time and entered within ten steps, then he would have died.

Because of this evaluation, Lao Meng's reputation in the industry and the entire Chinese supernatural world has increased greatly.

The top-level cultivation, combined with the ultimate killing technique, makes him the top-level killer.

Of course, there is also top reputation.

As one of the three major killers in China.

He is the only one who has failed.

But even so, no one would accuse him of being unworthy.

After all, the target he assassinated was Zhang Tianyi, the number one person in the world.

And he also escaped unscrupulously.

Even if the final mission failed, it was still enough for him to brag for the rest of his life.

Of course, Lao Meng's family knows his own affairs.

He was indeed a little young and frivolous that time.

It is indeed as Master Zhang Tian said.

Within ten steps, the one who dies will be Zhang Tianshi.

But the key problem is.

How to walk into those ten steps?

In addition, although my face was spelled, it was briefly disguised.

But Zhang Tianshi's wise eyes seemed to have penetrated his disguise.

At that time, I didn't get out of here.

It was let go by Master Zhang.

As a result, the outside world mistakenly thought that he retreated with his own strength.

Since then, Lao Meng has basically not mentioned the past.
To be continued...
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