Chapter 1: It's Only Because of Me!

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"Boom..."

A roar erupted from the mountain not far away, mixed with some gunfire from time to time, and you could faintly see the luxury villas in the mid-levels that had been buried in the sea of fire. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

On the contrary, a woman in a black suit on a big tree not far away stood leisurely with her arms crossed, looking at the villa that was burning with a raging fire.

"Whew... Whew..."

"The helicopter has arrived, and these little kids are miserable!"

A miniature earphone was nailed into Sikong Xiao's ear piercing, and a low, suppressed chuckle came from inside, "You weren't the same back then, you were beaten all over the mountain by a helicopter." ā€

"What does it mean to be hit by a helicopter? That is to lure the enemy deeper!"

Sikong Xiao shouted while avoiding the bullet that grazed his ear unhurriedly, and there was a cool breeze behind his head, Sikong Xiao dodged the bullet as if he had eyes on his back.

"The two international A-level snipers in front of and behind are too underestimating our laughter, right?"

The headphones are still the calm male voice: "What are you going to do?"

"It's all in front of my eyes, how can I not go to?"

Sensing danger, the sniper kept firing his gun.

"Solve it as soon as possible, I'll wait for you at home. ā€

"Okay, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, mapo tofu, bangbang chicken, Dongpo fish, chestnut roast chicken, fish-flavored shredded pork, oh don't forget the braised pork!" Sikong smiled and swallowed his saliva.

"Foodie. A helpless wry smile came from inside the headphones.

Sensing the difficulty of the target this time, the sniper hid and prepared to shoot him, but he miscalculated his opponent, and when he aimed again, the target had already disappeared into the scope.

In a panic for no reason, I heard a soft sentence from the bushes behind me: "Do you think the gun can kill me? Is there me fast?"

The sniper, crouching in the bushes, stiffened and slowly turned back, his target standing behind him with a smile.

"Click..."

"0.7 seconds, too slow. Ten years ago I loaded as fast as you. Sikong laughed angrily and couldn't pay for his life, and lowered his head inadvertently, "Tranquilizer gun?" What's the matter, you don't want to kill me?"

Sikong smiled and looked at the calm sniper in front of him, his face was full of oil paint, and his eagle-like sharp gaze was the quality it should be, "What are you looking for me for? Who sent you here?

The sniper seemed to be frozen, but Sikong Xiao knew that he was listening to the voice of the transmitter hidden in the helmet, and it seemed that the owner had found him.

"The head wants to see you. "Crisp and clean.

"Good. "It's just as refreshing.

It takes more than 30 minutes to walk, to the southeast, a secret base.

Sikong Xiao looked around, the sniper who led the way earlier had retreated, and standing in front of him at this moment was a young man in a black suit with a gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, "Welcome, Sikong Xiao." ā€

"Tell me something quickly!" Sikong smiled and waved his hand impatiently, "I'm still waiting to go home for dinner." ā€

"You're not curious how I found out about you?"

Sikong smiled and raised his chin, "This girl is as beautiful as a flower, everyone loves flowers and flowers, if you don't know Miss Ben's name, it would be strange!"

The young man in a black suit reached out and placed the folder under his armpit in front of Sikong Xiao. Sikong Xiao carefully pinched the folder and sniffed it.

"What for?"

"You've been in your armpits for so long, what should you do if you have a fox smell?" Sikong said with a smile without raising his head, ignoring the increasingly dark face of the man in front of him, after all, you still have to be careful in other people's territory.

After confirming that there was no problem, Sikong Xiao opened the folder, and when he saw the familiar face on the photo, his eyes instantly widened, and then he looked at it, and the smile on Sikong Xiao's face froze little by little.

"What about people?"

"The experiment failed, and the experiment was naturally disposed of. As a volunteer, we naturally have to do our best to fulfill her wishes, and it seems that your mother doesn't know... Her daughter still has such an identity. What should I call you? Laughing or Killer... Laughing maniac?"

"There are traitors in the organization. A faint statement with a smile on Sikong Smile's face.

"How could she be a volunteer? Also, what's going on with this?" Sikong smiled and raised the paper in his hand, on which was an extremely complicated table, in which the name of the experimental project was clearly printed with two words: Changsheng.

"Your mother belongs to the Interpol Special Division, and she does it voluntarily. ā€

There is a signed letter of willingness in the folder, which proves that what the person in front of him said is the truth, Sikong Xiao raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "Do you want me to participate?"

"Yes, at the age of 10, I reached the certification of an international A-class agent, joined the international killer organization at the age of 13, and became the leader in only 3 years, this kind of test is what I want. ā€

"Alas, I have retired to the rivers and lakes for many years, but I didn't expect anyone to know my name, it seems that my name is really resounding in the southeast and north, what a legendary experience! What a legendary life! Roar hahaha!!!"

"...... Mo didn't retire because she was crazy, how did this kind of person become the leader? The corners of the young man's mouth twitched more and more in a black suit.

"You have another identity, but I can't find out..."

Sikong Xiaoshu stood up and walked over, and found that he was about the same height as the man, so he turned his head sideways and thought for a while, "Little brother, how about being a man! When you reach my age, everything will be looked down! The years are making people get old..."

The man sneered and didn't speak, Sikong Xiao had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and go back to the sofa and sit down: "Little brother, get me a volunteer letter." ā€

"Oh, you agreed?"

"Didn't you invite me over with all your might just to let me participate in this project?" Sikong smiled and raised the corners of his lips, "This project will succeed one day, only because of me!"

The man looked at Sikong and smiled, then turned and took out a document from another folder.

"Are you ready? Little brother has a good future, are you interested in coming to me to develop it! Don't worry, the treatment will definitely be better than you here!"

"To sign or not?" the black man was a little impatient.

Sikong Xiao, who was bored with himself, smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Pen?"

The man took out a fountain pen from his suit pocket and handed it over, Sikong smiled and checked it, pure gold!

"Help me arrange it as soon as possible! Time is life, time is money, time is..."

"Follow me. The young man in the black suit immediately stopped laughing, if this woman continued to talk, she might not be able to stop talking for several years.

"Is this ready?" Sikong smiled and raised an eyebrow.

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