113 December of the Dragon Soaring Codename Demon Blue
After seeing the bodyguards he was relying on pulling out guns and pointing them at him, Wang Chongxun was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly turned pale.
"What are you doing?" Wang Chongxun said in a loud voice. Just as he was about to stand up, the bodyguard closest to him had already put a gun to his head: "Jiro Koizumi, I advise you not to act rashly.
, otherwise my gun will go off."
"What's going on?" At this time, Yamamoto and his companions who were guarding the door of the outer room noticed something was wrong in the suite. They walked to the door in a few steps and suddenly saw that Wang Chongxun had been restrained. They were shocked and stretched out their hands to pull out their guns.
When he wanted to rush into the suite, he saw Hu Mietang who had been sitting on the sofa. Jie Jie chuckled and rolled over the sofa like a big kite. As his body became shorter, his arms grew longer and his black military spurs whizzed.
It stabbed directly into his throat.
"Uh..." Yamamoto only had time to let out a reluctant breath before he fell to the ground with a thud. Shocked that Wang Chongxun was restrained and his companions were killed, the other bodyguard was stunned, then turned around and ran towards the door.
. His hand had just opened the folding door that could withstand armor-piercing bullets. The military thorn in Hu Mietang's hand turned into a bolt of lightning and pierced his back heart diagonally. An arrow-like rain of blood splattered on the snow-white floor.
He just opened the door and threw himself on the ground. His body trembled slightly for a few times and then became silent again.
Within two seconds, seeing his two confidants die, Wang Chongxun's body became even stiffer. After staying for a moment, Hu Miedang slowly sat back on the sofa, like a man waking up from a big dream,
Regardless of the gun pointed at his head, Wang Chongxun stood up tremblingly and pointed at Hu Mietang, who had a relaxed and carefree smile on his face at this time: "I understand, I understand, you are planning all this secretly. Haha, I didn't expect it.
The person I thought was the most personal to me was actually enslaved by you... Kameda-kun, I used to be very kind to you, can you give me an explanation for this?"
After the bodyguard named Kameda heard what Wang Chongxun said, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, but the gun pressed harder on his forehead without saying a word.
"Haha," Hu Mietang crossed his legs and smiled proudly. He lowered his head and took out a snow-white handkerchief to wipe his hands: "Wang Chongxun, in fact, the fact that you secretly bribed the Yinhua messenger in the organization has been discovered by the superiors. However, the superiors have already discovered it.
You are too careless, haven't you considered that Kameda and the others are all people who drank blood wine in front of the sect leader's soul, how could they betray their faith just because of some frivolous money?"
"Alas," Hu Mietang said, sighing softly, throwing the still spotless white handkerchief on the ground, raised his head, and looked at Wang Chongxun with gloomy eyes. Even words such as dumbfounded could not describe Wang Chongxun at this time: "Xiaoquan
Jiro, if you confess to the organization after Yaolan is lost, although you will receive some fair punishment, the organization will not necessarily take back everything you have now because of your past achievements. But you should never...
"
Seeing Hu Mietang shaking his head with pity, Wang Chongxun, who had been dumbfounded, suddenly laughed a few times: "Haha, Hu Mietang, I think it's best to call you Hu Mietang now!"
"Oh?" Hu Mietang said noncommittally. Anyway, the initiative was now on his side, so there was no need to kill him in a hurry. At this time, he already regarded Wang Chongxun as being played by him.
Mouse, if he could share his joy of success, it would indeed be a great enjoyment. So Hu Mietang just said "oh" and waited for Wang Chongxun to explain.
"Because you are no longer worthy of being a qualified Japanese! Yes, I admit that you said that I was afraid that the organization would find out that I had lost the demon blue and would blame me, but I am sure that the organization would not send you here even if it wanted to take it all back."
Wang Chongxun looked at Kameda with a wry smile on his lips: "I'm afraid they all have the leverage to fall into your hands and have to obey your mercy, right? Haha, Hu Mietang, in fact, everything you are doing now has nothing to do with what I want to do.
They are the same, but the only difference is that I, the person who wants to rely on the Maohai Group to leave the organization, will be replaced by you."
"Go on, I have plenty of time." Hu Mietang looked at his half-brother with a smile.
"Actually, your ambitions are greater than mine. Not only do you want to get the shares of Maohai Group, but you also want to use it to strengthen your own power. According to what I know, you are now close to the vampire bat tree.
, plus your Dongtu reactionaries in Xinjiang, and if you have the hundreds of billions of funds from the Maohai Group as the backing, haha, you can break away from the organization and become your own, and when the time is right, you can get the secrets in Yaolan, that way
You can just...Hu Mietang, do you still need me to explain?"
"Alas," Hu Mietang sighed lightly, slowly stood up from the sofa, the smile on his face became even brighter: "Why can't you pretend to be stupid? You know, in this world, you are too smart.
People don't live long. Originally, for the sake of brotherhood, I really wanted to let you live, but you know everything, and staying in this world will only make me feel uneasy. Kameda...
"
After hearing Hu Mietang's instructions, Kameda moved the gun back a few inches. Just when he was about to pull the trigger, Wang Chongxun suddenly sat down on the sofa. Under the huge threat of death, his lips trembled.
Pointing at the few female reporters who were completely frightened near the window: "Hu Mietang, don't mess around! If we have anything to say between brothers, we can just discuss it carefully. If you want me to cooperate with you, just tell me. Don't forget
, they are sent by the organization and will report the truth to the organization..."
"Tch," interrupted Wang Chongxun's words with a "cut", Hu Mietang smiled contemptuously: "Since you dare to guard them and dare to trick me, then why don't I dare to guard them and kill you? You need to know how to report to the organization, etc.
After you die, I will have the final say. Haha, but if you want to be foolproof, the best outcome for them is to become people who can't speak!" At this point, Hu Mietang said to the remaining bodyguards.
After looking at each other, the men immediately turned their guns and pointed them at the trembling female reporters.
Puff puff... The pistol equipped with a silencer made two muffled sounds. Except for the female reporter who was looking at the camera and quickly turned over behind the sofa when Hu Mietang gave the order, her two companions fired out with the gunfire.
After a few screams, the bright red blood splashed all over the snow-white kimono, which was gloomy and strange in its beauty.
No one expected that this female reporter holding a camera would have such a keen sense of crisis. After one shot, the bodyguard was stunned reflexively when he saw her hiding on the sofa. Before Hu Mietang could say anything,
The order to 'kill them all' was followed by a crisp sound of the firing pin striking the bullet from behind the sofa.
With this crisp sound that tore through the air, Hu Mietang didn't have time to say anything, and immediately fell down on the sofa quickly.
Phew... The trajectory of the bullet seemed to have already been calculated for the position where Hu Mietang lay down. It did not fly to where his head was just now, but flew straight to his current chest.
Hu Mietang's pupils suddenly shrank, his body turned back suddenly, and then he felt a needle drilling into his left shoulder.
I was shot! I was hit by a woman!
This was Hu Mietang's thought after he turned over and threw himself on the sofa. Except for the time when Wang Zhongxun plotted against him, how long had it been since he had felt the pain of a bullet drilling into his body? He no longer remembered.
But now this feeling made him understand something, that is, this female reporter with extremely sensitive reactions was definitely not comparable to those in the organization. She had already calculated her next position when she fired.
"Don't kill her yet!" Hu Mietang shouted this order before he could get up from the ground.
He knew that based on the level of Kameda and others, he would never give the woman hiding behind the sofa a second chance to shoot. Some things must be clarified, such as the ability to avoid the trajectory of budget targets.
He had been trained when he first joined Longteng Twelve, and the numbing pain on his shoulder made him realize clearly that this bullet was a 'captive' specially developed by a Chinese military factory for Longteng Twelve.
bullet.
The bullet is called "Captive". As the name suggests, this bullet will definitely contain a drug that makes people lose their instinct to resist. It has the same properties as the poison-coated swords in martial arts novels.
While shouting these words, Hu Mietang quickly pulled out a dagger from his waist, biting his lips and stabbed his shoulder with his backhand. The severe pain overwhelmed the itching. The pain was wet with sweat.
The moment his vest was revealed, the dagger in his hand finally succeeded in picking out a pink-red warhead.
With a clang, the warhead fell to the ground.
Hu Mietang, who was leaning on the sofa, finally showed a relieved smile after seeing this cute bullet. Although his shoulder was still in severe pain, he still clenched his teeth and used a dagger to strike quickly.
After rotating his shoulder in a circle until the tingling feeling was gone, he threw the dagger away as if he was out of strength. There was a bloody piece on the dagger...
"Huh..." Panting heavily, Hu Mietang pressed his left hand on the bleeding wound. His face was frighteningly pale, but he still waved to the bodyguard who came over to help him stand up, and then held on to the sofa.
He stood up. Turning around and looking at the girl who was standing up from behind the sofa pointed at by two bodyguards, he suddenly smiled: "No wonder I never saw December when I was in Longteng. It turns out that you have always been
It's hidden in Japan."
The girl in kimono raised her head, with a ghostly expression on her face, without any fear at all.
Although there was a flash of disappointment in her eyes when she saw Hu Mietang's bleeding left shoulder, she still shrugged her shoulders and sighed indifferently and said: "Oh, Hu Mietang, although you are not a good person.
, but it is indeed much smarter than those bastards from Qin Yuguan Xie Qingshang. Yes, I am December in Soaring Dragon, codenamed Yaolan."