"Yes, it's Ding Ning, the little miracle doctor in Ninghai. My granddaughter happened to go to the hot springs and saw Zhang Yan having a conflict with him. I heard that boy, he is still at the top of the martial arts list, and he is not easy to mess with..."

Mr. Shen smiled like an old fox and described the conflict between the two parties without any tendency. He knew the character of Zhang Weidong, an old subordinate of Zhang Weidong very well. He was so unscrupulous in protecting the calf. Otherwise, there would be no way.

Zhang Yan will be used to being so lawless.

In Andu, in a detached villa in a family area of ​​​​the military, after Zhang Weidong hung up the phone, he did not get angry as Mr. Shen expected, and hurriedly went to stand up for his grandson.

Instead, he was sitting on the sofa, his brows furrowed in a Chinese character face that was calm and full of uneasiness. He lit a cigarette and started puffing away.

Ding Ning is not dead? Not only did he appear in Andu quietly, but he also happened to have a conflict with Zhang Yan.

This made his first thought not to rush to complete the task above and find ways to kill Ding Ning, but to fill his heart with strong uneasiness.

Did Ding Ning accidentally conflict with Zhang Yan? Or was he deliberately testing himself? Or was he trying to use Zhang Yan to open a gap and find evidence of his crime?

Whenever there is calm in major events, Zhang Weidong's impression on Mr. Shen is like a cannon that bursts into flames at a moment's notice. In fact, it is all an illusion deliberately put on by him. He only leaves the impression of a straight temper and fiery personality.

This will make people think that he has no scheming intentions and will not deliberately guard against him. This will make it easier for him to secretly complete the tasks assigned by the organization and better hide his true identity.

What made him most uneasy was that the master sent by the organization had lost contact inexplicably. He didn't know whether he had gone out to do something temporarily or was secretly kidnapped after someone discovered his identity.

If it's the former, that's okay. If it's the latter, I'm afraid his true identity will be completely exposed, which makes him feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Zhang Weidong crossed his legs and leaned against the cold mahogany sofa, with his eyes closed and his knuckles tapping the sofa clasps rhythmically.

This is Zhang Weidong's consistent habit. People who are familiar with him are very aware of this habit of his. Therefore, he spent three years forcing himself to develop this habit. Otherwise, he would have been killed by those around him.

People are suspicious.

He could make Zhang Weidong's closest wife die of a sudden illness, but he couldn't get rid of everyone around him. In that case, he would not be pretending to be lurking, but there would be no more than three hundred taels of silver in this place.

"Zhang Yan and Ding Ning had a conflict? If we can make a fuss out of it and let Ding Ning "accidentally" kill Zhang Yan, maybe we can get rid of Ding Ning without spending a single soldier and complete the task assigned by the superiors."

Zhang Weidong suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Picking up the phone, he was about to call Zhang Yan, wanting to inquire about the details of the conflict between him and Ding Ning, and see how to make a fuss out of it. Suddenly, there was a bang, and the window with anti-theft steel was smashed into pieces.

Strange creatures broke in through the window.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Weidong subconsciously took out the gun at his waist, pointed the gun at him with both hands, and shouted sternly.

At his level and position, he was already qualified to carry a gun. If he hadn't seen all kinds of strange-looking monsters in the organization to avoid accidentally killing them, he wouldn't have been able to help but shoot them directly.

"Shh!"

The monster raised a claw covered with black fur and made a shushing gesture, rolled its third eye, and whispered carelessly: "One of our own."

Although Zhang Weidong was convinced, he still did not relax his vigilance and pointed his gun at it.

He remained silent because the organization had regulations and required a password to confirm his identity.

"Deep love and friendship, so close to each other, a virtuous and benevolent land, and a clear mind."

The monster said a few nonsense words without beginning or end, but Zhang Weidong let out a long sigh of relief.

The organization's password does not have a fixed code word. It can be any four sentences. Even if someone hears it, they will not know what it means. However, people inside the organization know that these four sentences must be hidden words. When they are connected, they mean "

"deep affection", the homophonic pronunciation of "descendants of God".

This made Ding Ning, who had always been invisible and tracked here, savor it for a long time before he figured out the key. He couldn't help but secretly admire the secret language of this divine organization.

However, this also made his heart skip a beat. Now that he has mastered the secret language of the Goddess organization, can he pretend to be a member of the Goddess organization, follow the clues to find the headquarters of the Goddess organization, and take advantage of it?

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Zhang Weidong couldn't help but asked in surprise when he saw that the monster looked very embarrassed.

Although Cook is a monster, he also possesses human intelligence. What's more, he is also a human being, but he has been transformed by genetic drugs into such a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

As long as it is an intelligent creature, it has all kinds of emotions and desires, and naturally it also wants to save face, and Cook is no exception. It will never tell Zhang Weidong that it failed to assassinate Ding Ning and fled here in a panic.

Immediately, he held the air of a divine envoy, walked around like an expert, and slowly jumped onto the mahogany sofa to sit down. He said arrogantly: "My name is Cook, and I am sent by the organization to carry out a secret."

As for the mission, I will stay with you temporarily during this period, and you must fully cooperate with me to carry out the mission, do you understand?"

"Understood, Lord Cook."

Zhang Weidong bowed and stood in awe, and answered respectfully.

Seeing Cook nodding with satisfaction, he picked up his teacup in a very unceremonious manner, lifted up the black cloth covering his head, revealing an ugly and disgusting mouth like a mouse, and poured the tea into his stomach in one breath, feeling secretly in his heart.

He scolded cows for chewing peonies and wasting natural resources. That was the two taels of Lingcui tea that he had managed to get. It took him half an hour to taste a cup. How could he be willing to drink it in one go like Cook?

"Hey, this tea is pretty good. It actually contains a small amount of spiritual power. A few more cups will help my recovery from injuries."

Cook's eyes lit up and he said in surprise.

"Lord God is injured?"

Zhang Weidong was horrified and asked in surprise.

Only then did Cook realize that he had spilled the beans. He rolled his eyes and said shamelessly: "On the way here, I met eight demigods without eyes who dared to provoke me. I was furious."

I killed them all directly, and accidentally the last demigod blew himself up out of despair and was slightly injured."

Ding Ning curled his lips when he heard this secretly, you rat will die if you don't brag, how dare you say that to eight demigods.

However, he was indeed a little strange. When was Cook injured? Didn't the dark martial spirit hurt it before?

But he quickly understood that the injury should have been caused by it inhaling and blowing air to escape. It seemed that that weird escape method was not without side effects.

This gave him some peace of mind. If the demigods of the divine organization could use this weird escape method at will, I am afraid that only a demigod like himself, who possesses Tianpeng's extreme speed or practices wind-attribute body skills, would be able to kill him with confidence.

They and others may not even be able to stop them from escaping.

After all, although this way of running is disgusting, it is really fast. It is like teleporting. One fart can fly thousands of meters in an instant, and one can breathe ten times in a row.

Shit, that's thousands of meters away in an instant. It's not that easy for ordinary demigods to catch up with them and kill them.

Of course, he doesn't think that every demigod in the Goddess organization has such a weird way of escaping. After all, it is catalyzed by gene potions, and the awakened powers should not have general applicability. This method of escaping is very likely to be this

The rat monster’s exclusive ability.

"Sir Shenwu."

Zhang Weidong didn't know whether he believed it or not. Anyway, he didn't show any signs of it on the surface, and he showed admiration and admiration, which made Cook feel very useful.

As a member of the God-killing Guards, it was transformed into such a human-like and ghost-like appearance. It is rarely shown in front of others, and its personality is quite extreme and sensitive. If Zhang Weidong dares to show a hint of disdain, although it

I don't dare to disobey the organization's orders and kill this important chess piece in a rage, but it is still okay to leave him with an unforgettable lesson.

If it hadn't been frightened by Ding Ning this time, it wouldn't have fled to Zhang Weidong's house in a panic. After all, he was really not familiar with Andu and only knew where Zhang Weidong's home was.

Besides, it wouldn't feel at ease hiding elsewhere. Zhang Weidong held a high position and held military power. He must not have dared to act rashly even if Ding Ning came after him.

At this moment, the crisis was over, and Cook's heart dropped back to its true state. He began to worry again and ran for his life without having time to bring the god-killing bullets or sniper rifle.

It boasted that it could kill Ding Ning by itself without anyone's help. If it were to go back in despair like this, who knows how it would be laughed at by its companions.

But without the God-killing bullets, it would not be that easy to assassinate Ding Ning. To put it bluntly, most of its strength is in sniping. If there were no God-killing bullets, ordinary bullets would kill a strong man like Ding Ning.

, basically no possibility.

Coincidentally, after the red-faced old man sent by the organization disappeared, Zhang Weidong was worried that there was no expert available. For him, Cook's arrival was tantamount to providing help in times of need. He flattered him in every possible way and took advantage of the opportunity to coax him into full bloom.

On the occasion, he proposed to let him kill someone for him.

"Who? Tell me, I can kill even the true god. Killing a mere ant is not a trivial matter."

Seeing that Zhang Weidong was so good, Cook gave him even the only two taels of Lingcui tea with a heart-wrenching look on his face, making him very satisfied. He waved his claws and made a carefree promise.

Zhang Weidong was overjoyed and thanked him with emotion: "Thank you so much, Mr. Cook. Originally, the superiors arranged for Mr. Hong Qi to handle this matter, but I don't know why Mr. Hong Qi left without saying goodbye and lost contact.

I can only trouble Mr. Cook to take action to solve it."

Cook's face turned green when he heard this. He naturally knew Hong Qi's mission. Zhang Weidong didn't know where Hong Qi had gone, but it knew very well that the guy failed to perform the mission and had already burped. Otherwise, it wouldn't have boasted about Haikou.

, rushed to take over this unfortunate job.

"The person you asked me to kill won't be that Ding Ning, right?"

Cook asked cautiously with a sense of luck.

"Hey, Master Cook actually knows about Ding Ning? That would be great."

Zhang Weidong didn't think much about it. After all, Lord Cook is a divine envoy sent by the organization. It's not surprising that he knows the mission of Hong Qi.

"Hong Qi is dead, killed by Ding Ning."

Cook had the urge to scold his mother, but when he thought about it, this was his mission. Even if he didn't agree to Zhang Weidong's request, he would still continue to assassinate Ding Ning. It might as well use Zhang Weidong's power to buy God-killing bullets for him at a high price.
Chapter completed!