On the lonely night, on the lonely road, Amon walked slowly forward, and he had his goal in a small restaurant opposite, and he was a conscientious civilian worker.

"This guy deserves to die. If he doesn't die, I will die." Amon tried to relax his expression. He hated the Red Storm and the man in black robe who bought him.

In fact, it was not the first time that Amon killed people. He had killed many people under the whip of the Red Storm. There were the Tuhuan Star Boy, passengers of passenger spacecraft, and prisoners from other star gangs.

However, it was a counterattack to fight fate, and it was a patience to try to jump out of the fire pit. Until it was sold by the red storm, Amon suddenly discovered that he was jumping from one fire pit to another, and he was exhausted physically and mentally and deeply suffering.

"It's so tiring to live!" Amon picked up a knife and moved carefully to the target person. The other party had two beautiful daughters and a beautiful wife. What a harmonious family, but it was about to be destroyed in his hands.

In fact, Amon was more willing to sit at the dining table opposite him, and he didn't even dare to look at the target person's eyes.

Perhaps the better the things are, the easier it is to break, just like the hope in Amon's heart. Can anyone tell him that he still has hope? However, there is only the unique noise in small restaurants around him, and no one answers his questions.

"Hiss" the male staff member's neck was cut open, and blood spurted out with a heart-pounding rustling sound. At the moment of attacking, Amon saw the horror of the two little girls, and they lost their father.

The alarm suddenly sounded, and Amon quickly left, and he had to leave. There were too many tracking technologies in this era, satellites in the sky, monitors in restaurants, etc.

The man in black told Amon that if he could not escape to the subway station at 23:18 and board the last train to the planet One satellite, he would face endless harassment by police and mechanical dogs until he died.

The small clerk in the restaurant fell in a pool of blood. He just accidentally learned a piece of evidence of corruption, but did not know that fate had come to an end.

Although there are many wonderful medical skills in this era, Amon added a trace of fire energy to the knife, which can directly destroy the human brain tissue.

There were patrolmen everywhere, and there were mechanical dogs that were moving quickly. They were called mechanical dogs, but they did not look like dogs, but would activate anesthesia rays once they locked their targets.

Amon had no weapons and could only use his source ability. At this time, the power in his body was being consumed rapidly, and there was still a long way to go from the subway station.

Suddenly, a ray of light swept over and it was a worn suspended car, and the rusty chassis made it impossible for it to fly high.

Amon didn't even think too much and immediately jumped onto the hover car. This hover car would become his escape tool and his only hope at this moment.

The moment he grabbed the suspended car and kicked the driver down, Amon thought that it would be great if a car came across from him and killed him, so that he could be finished and no longer trapped in painful destiny.

Unfortunately, the expected car accident did not happen. Amon rushed to the subway station according to the map in his memory, and he hurriedly fled to the train of fate.

Yes, that was the train of fate. Amon didn't know whether he should give up, his mind was very messy. At this moment, he remembered the wise Mana, the generous Nord, the cold and charming silver-haired girl, the often opposite Crowbakra, and Lin Xiso, who cared about him.

"I'm a coward, but I have friends." Amon rushed towards the train as fast as possible. The last train had started and the rear thruster was preheating.

"Ba, ba, ba" three beams of light chased after him, and Amon's body flew up. This time, unlike the anesthesia ray of the mechanical dog, it was real laser radiation. He could even smell a barbecue smell, and the pain behind him did not occur until a few seconds later.

"Bang" Amon landed firmly on the train, and before he was unconscious, he saw the train door quickly closed, and then the body of the car was galloping in the blue light tunnel...

I don’t know how long it took, but a bottle of cold water was poured on Amon’s head. He suddenly woke up. His years of experience in dealing with the crisis made him turn over and stand up, holding back the pain and scandal to the surrounding environment.

"Hi, little guy, I'm generally satisfied with your test, so I'll follow me in the future! By the way, my code name is Yinman, your code name is Rookie. Haha, I can feel the fear in your heart. I really don't understand how such a timid guy survived the torture of the red storm." The man in the black robe sat leisurely in the train to comment, as if he was very interested in the newly joined subordinates, but the chill on this person made Amon afraid.

"Can you ask a question? Who am I playing for?" Amon's eyes were ruthless, and he wanted to get this answer.

"Hmph, a very personal little guy. It's okay to tell you. We are affiliated with the Assassination Group of the Police Clock. Remember the name of the organization. It is the trump card of the dark world." Yinman laughed wildly, and his figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a file bag on his seat.

Amon's face was stunned. The other party was unfathomable. He was powerless to resist fate and had to be a qualified ant. As for the file bag, he knew that it was a concealed identity and a little money for the future.

The assassination group had its own means to control members. Amon's brain cadre had already placed capsule bombs. He had no choice but to be loyal to the organization.

From that day on, Amon wandered between darkness and light. He kept challenging his limits and becoming a killer, using different identities to disguise himself, tearing apart one assassination target after another, and gradually becoming an ace assassin.

During the assassination, Amon discovered that power was not the only way to solve the problem, and there were many opportunistic means to kill the target.

For example, if two gangs of gangs are provoked and a fight is created on the road where the target passes, the target person is easily affected. For example, if the automatic truck is incorrect, there will be more traffic accidents on the road.

The craziest time, Amon used a spacecraft to hit the target villa. Local media conducted two consecutive months of follow-up reports. The police tried hard to secretly ask the wise man to solve the case, but in the end they could only give a four-word reply "pure accident."

There are only unimaginable techniques in the world of assassination, but no unfinished tasks. Everything is done by man.

Amon is performing his assassination, but how many people know that he always has a humble heart. Even though he is very famous in this field, he is not at all ostentatious.

Five years ago, Amon replaced Yinman's position and became the person in charge of relevant parties. He used an accidental gambling to give two little girls who lost their father in the first mission a huge sum of money.

Perhaps other killers and assassins were disdainful of Amon's behavior, but Amon would feel better if he made up for those victims.

The room was silent. After a long time, Lin Xiso patted Amon on the shoulder and sighed: "Amon, you have suffered for the years. Let's go with me! Get out of this damn assassination group."

Amon smiled slightly: "Xiso, I can't get out of this business. Just like the family business you have created now, I'm afraid I'll be with the interstellar cruise ship in my life. Four years ago, I successfully dug out the capsule bomb in my head and used many unrelated characters to layout it. During a mission, I was dead. So, six years of sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, I finally got temporary freedom and liberation."

Lin Xisuo looked at Amon in surprise, nodded and said solemnly: "Brother, you can endure humiliation more than me. Looking back on these experiences, it makes people feel sad."

"Hahaha, don't underestimate the assassin, are I really content with the status quo? Although I am timid, I also have the will to not give up until I achieve my goal. I want to formulate the order of the dark world. Now I am the leader behind the scenes of an assassination group. Is there anything more heart-pounding than sitting behind the scenes to control everything? In name, the assassination group in my hand is a plug-in organization of the PASK. In fact, I am trying to embezzle PASK. Humph, those turtle PASK blinded the name PASK, let me be the real PASK!" Amon's aura soared, and Lin Xisuo seemed to feel a cold dagger, which could pierce all the illusions in the world.

"I didn't expect that my brother was determined to be the king of assassins. You can tell me this that our friendship has not faded, but has become deeper." Lin Xisuo was moved, and the two of them were no longer isolated.

"Uncle Captain, stop talking about family matters for now. There are many spacecraft coming towards the planet sk937, and the Holy Spirit is also in it." Mei'er interrupted and launched the observation screen.

There are indeed many spacecraft galloping in space, with the Holy Spirit at the front, but it is not a hostile relationship, but a rush and a rush back and forth.

In addition to the Holy Spirit, there are two interstellar cruise ships, one looks like a Golden Palace and the other looks like high heels. Three interstellar cruise ships quickly enter the star system where the planet sk937 is located.

There is a good difference between an interstellar cruise ship and an ordinary spacecraft. First, the interstellar cruise ship is very distinctive, and second, Meier's huge database directly provides relevant information. Take the thruster of an interstellar cruise ship as an example. The energy system of an ordinary spacecraft cannot afford it at all.

"Amelia, can you hear me? What's going on?" Lin Xiso conducted remote communication, and the other party's reply was a little slow.

"Siso, it's great. I knew that the Phantom had definitely arrived at the planet sk937. I met several brothers and sisters of the Earth Ring Star on the way. Haha, the other two interstellar cruise ships are the helpers provided by the family. You know that the totem master likes to meddle in other people's business. My situation is not hidden in the family's senior management. The Tiffany family is intricate in the Third Galaxy. They don't want the world to be in chaos, so I asked me to investigate the mutant incident and find out whether the Morgans are making trouble behind the scenes." Amelia's figure appeared on the light screen, and Amon stared at him with wide eyes.

"Ah, Amon, you are Amon, why are you dressed like a little old man?" Before Amon could speak, Amelia screamed.
Chapter completed!