Mo Yun hid behind the hospital bed, and the raging glass fragments flew over his forehead, rubbed his scalp, and smashed against the wall next to him.

Punched small holes into the snow-white walls.

This is the fourth floor, and the figure jumped in from the window!

The female killer who fell to the ground rolled on the ground and barely flashed through the flying glass fragments, but his arm was still cut by two pieces, which hurt so much.

She turned over from under the bed and hid in the corner of the ward in horror.

The figure paused. This was a middle-aged man who looked about forty years old. He did not cover his face and showed a blue-white face. The skin near his temple was full of wrinkles, as if he had been burned.

The middle-aged man glanced at Mo Yun, hiding behind the hospital bed, looked at the female killer hiding in the corner, and suddenly burst into laughter:

"Is this the dignified director of the countermeasures bureau? Now he has fallen to the level where even an ordinary killer cannot be killed? Just you want to suppress the entire Jiangcheng?"

Mo Yun hid behind the ward without saying a word.

Just as he was about to speak, messy footsteps sounded at the door of the ward.

Bang!

The door of the ward was kicked open directly, and two middle-aged men in black countermeasures uniforms rushed in.

"Who are you!" After the middle-aged man rushed in, he said angrily, "I'm informing the deputy captain quickly that someone from the secret sect attacks the director!"

"Ah..." Another man seemed to recognize the mysterious man in the ward, and his face changed drastically, "This is the fire demon Zhan Wenguang who we have wanted for more than ten years. The burn mark on his face is his logo. This man is a priest-level figure in the secret sect!"

"Hehe, I actually know me!" Zhan Wenguang smiled fiercely, and the black dead skin next to his temple was wrinkled into a ball, looking weird and ugly.

As he said that, Zhan Wenguang suddenly waved his hand, and a terrifying white airflow rushed out along his arm.

boom!

Two ordinary team members of the countermeasures bureau who rushed into the ward were directly knocked out by this blow.

Both of them vomited blood from their mouths and fell into a coma directly.

"Haha, weak, too weak!" Zhan Wenguang smiled grimly and stared at Mo Yun behind the hospital bed, saying, "I heard that you were once the captain-level strength? Unfortunately, I can kill you at will."

Mo Yun frowned: "Did you arrange the attacks on the station and the suburbs? The purpose is to distract us?"

"That's right!" Zhan Wenguang sneered.

With his current strength, he can basically walk sideways in Jiangcheng.

He had fought with the captain-level ancient blood man three times, and escaped both times. Only once was burned by the flames released from the opponent, leaving permanent scars on his face.

Therefore, in his opinion, Mo Yun at this moment is just a person who is not much stronger than ordinary people.

Maybe his physique is pretty good, but it is limited to the extent that he can deal with this ordinary female killer.

"It was you... you kidnapped my brother and my parents?" The female killer hiding in the corner changed his face, as if he had thought of something.

"Kidnap?" Zhan Wenguang sneered, "I never kidnap people, I just killed them directly. A weak person like you have no strength to change his destiny at all."

"What?" the female killer screamed and rushed towards Zhan Wenguang, but with just a wave of his hand, the female killer flew backwards, hitting the bedside table next to the hospital bed, and blood flowed from his forehead.

"Idiot." Zhan Wenguang smiled coldly, "I'm just a cannon fodder. Do you really think I can make a big splash?"

He ignored the female killer who was kneeling on the head of the bed and turned to look at Mo Yun:

"I'm really young, it's hard to imagine that you are so young that you are the director of the countermeasures. When I was at your age, I was hiding in the smuggling cabin and living like a dog."

Mo Yun stood up calmly and faced the fierce priest, feeling that his breathing was a little uncomfortable, but he remained calm and asked, "Do you know someone named Qi Wantong? She should also be from your secret sect."

"Qi Wantong?" Zhan Wenguang narrowed his eyes, "Before I came, that guy stopped me and told me not to kill you."

The Fire Demon sneered, "Women are basically idiots, and they have no knowledge. When dealing with a young boy like you, you can test your strength with just an ordinary female killer. You are basically idiots under your command. Send two groups of people at will to distract them."

Mo Yun spoke: "It seems that you haven't spoken for a long time?"

"What does it mean?" Zhan Wenguang's face changed.

"Don't you know that the villain died because he talked too much?" Mo Yun said quietly.

"Haha..." Zhan Wenguang sneered, "I thought you were going to say something, don't you just want to delay time now? Unfortunately, it only takes a moment for me to kill you, and no one here can stop me."

He raised his head and laughed twice, and said loudly: "I, the Fire Demon, will win the glory of the first director of the countermeasures bureau..."

Before Zhan Wenguang finished speaking, the female killer struggling beside the bedside table in the corner suddenly rushed towards him, holding a sharp scalpel in his hand.

The female killer's eyes were full of biting hatred.

The reason she came here was because her family was kidnapped. If she wanted to save their names, she had to follow the instructions of those people to come here to kill people.

But when she heard Zhan Wenguang's words in front of her, she realized that her parents and younger brother might have been killed.

In front of her, only bone-bone and cold hatred remained in her heart.

Even if she was about to die, she would pull off a piece of meat from Zhan Wenguang’s body!

Zhan Wenguang smiled grimly, and waited for the female killer to rush to him before he suddenly reached out.

A big hand suddenly pinched the female killer's neck, and the scalpel in her hand stabbed Zhan Wenguang's chest and was knocked away by a stream of air, and even her clothes were not pierced.

"No!" The female killer screamed, and her whole body was lifted up by Zhan Wenguang like a chick.

"Weak, pitiful." The tall Zhan Wenguang held the female killer in his hand, without any emotion in his eyes. "A cannon fodder like you will die as much as you come, and even killing you is just a waste of time."

As he said that, he swung it casually.

Whoosh!

The female killer's body was thrown away directly, and it hit the wall with a bang, slowly falling down.

The female killer only felt that the bones in her body were about to be broken.

She coughed violently twice, bleeding from the corners of her mouth, and she fell to the ground.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't even break her enemy's skin. This was the absolute gap in strength, and the barrier between the two seemed insurmountable.

Thinking of the smiling faces of her younger brother and parents, a wave of sadness surged in her heart.

After she woke up, she had been living a low-key and peaceful life, worried that she would be discovered by the official.

As a result, she still didn't hide it. She was kidnapped by a group of mysterious people and her parents and brothers, and forced her to come here to kill someone she had never known.

She turned her head and looked at Mo Yun standing next to her. This young man who is about the same age as her should be very scared now, right?

he……

Her eyes froze slightly because the young man standing next to him looked as usual, his eyes were like hard ice, without any fluctuations.

She was stunned.

Isn't he afraid?

The female killer smiled bitterly, and it was indeed as Zhan Wenguang said, she was too weak.

We are so weak that we are not qualified to change our destiny, nor are we able to save our relatives...

She fell to her knees and completely lost hope.

At this moment, there was only despair in her heart.

She leaned against the hospital bed next to her, waiting for fate to come.

She knew that when this young man was killed, it would be her turn...

Zhan Wenguang's eyes swept over the female killer who was lost in his eyes and sneered: "Do you know? I have seen too many such eyes. The beauty of this world lies in despair! Despair is the most beautiful in this world..."

“It’s really noisy.”

Suddenly, the young man coldly interrupted Zhan Wenguang's words. He bent down and picked up the scalpel that fell from the ground, and looked at the man opposite him expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!