"Wangwang......" A black wolfdog immediately rushed out of the yard and barked at the woman in black.

The woman in black quickly threw the knife out of her hand and pierced directly through the throat of the wolfdog, and the wolfdog whimpered a few times, and then fell to the ground motionless.

The woman in black walked to the iron gate, stretched out her hand and inserted it, held the copper lock behind the iron gate, and reversed it with both hands, and the copper lock opened immediately.

The black-clothed royal sister is worthy of her natural divine power.

In broad daylight, she didn't hide or hide, and kicked open the iron gate with one kick.

There was a lot of noise in the villa, a group of people playing cards, and a strong metal speaker in the corner, playing strong rock music.

The doorman, who had just gone to the toilet, walked out of the bathroom in the courtyard with his trouser belt in his belt, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he saw the dead dog lying on the ground, and was about to call loudly, but he immediately closed his mouth again.

Because the black-clothed royal sister had already walked up to him, and hinted with a pair of fierce eyes that wanted to kill, don't speak, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!

The janitor also came back from the army, judging from this woman's attire, how could he not know that this woman was a member of the Dragon Killing Organization, so how dare he call someone?

But the black-clothed royal sister flashed quickly, flashed behind the doorman, punched him in the back of his vest, stunned him instantly, and then dragged the watchdog into the bathroom in the courtyard.

“J！”

"Old K!"

"King!"

"Fried!"

......

The cries of gamblers kept coming from the living room of the villa.

The black-clothed royal sister pulled out the knife from the wolfdog's throat, and then walked directly towards the living room of the villa with this light lu in her hand.

"Oh, why isn't there music?"

A middle-aged man with a shaved head with a big cigar in his mouth and a gold chain around his neck, with a fierce look on his face, said, "Who the put Reggae?"

Ok turn it off for Lao Tzu?"

"General, no one is on reggae!" The man who came out of J saw that the leader was asking, looked left and right, and quickly replied.

"Why doesn't anyone turn it off?" asked the middle-aged man.

"I shut it up!" the black-clothed lady stepped into the living room.

She kept scratching the knife in front of her eyes with both hands, and her eyes showed a light as sharp as this knife, and her voice was short and powerful.

"Huh, you're not dead yet?" The middle-aged man was so frightened that he almost fainted when he saw the black-clothed royal sister suddenly appear.

"General, you didn't expect it, did you? Throw iron on my head and throw me into the river, and I won't die?" The black-clothed royal sister's knife jumped around in front of her eyes, as if she was doing a warm-up exercise.

"You, you...... Don't you come here!" the general's large cigar had fallen from his mouth and landed directly on the ground.

The black-clothed royal sister still let the light Lu jump back and forth in her hand, she slowly walked to the table, and said, "General, I came to look for you, why didn't you come?"

"Dragon Kill Organization...... I know I shouldn't mess with you, but you want to kill me first, and I only kill you to protect myself!" said the general, knowing that if he didn't kill this royal sister, he wouldn't be able to live himself.

This pure shatter was an accidental mistake, but it was this accident that would put him in a state of no return.

Either he was killed by the people above because of his bad work, or he was killed by the members of the dragon killing organization who came back to life, and the general was doomed to death this time, but most of the people who were on the verge of death would make the last struggle before dying.

Seeing that the black-clothed royal sister didn't speak, just a sneer on her face, the general said: "As long as you don't kill me, everything can be discussed!"

The general is worthy of coming out to mix, usually he wears his head on the belt of his trousers and wanders the rivers and lakes, the pig is used to being brave, and Ao Shi's light things have become a norm, even if he is begging for life, there is a smell of deterrence in his tone.

A few of his men who were playing cards together were too frightened to speak, because they still wanted to live.

"There's nothing to talk about, you're already on the death list of the Dragon Slayer Organization!"

The black-clothed royal sister pinched the beating knife in her hand, held it tightly in the palm of her hand, pointed at the general's subordinates with the tip of the knife, and said, "If you know each other, leave quickly, I can save you from death!"

When a few camels who had long been frightened heard this, they immediately fled as if they were on the verge of amnesty.

"I am also acting on orders, the enemy of your dragon killing is not me, but the fox, you should go to him to settle accounts!" The general took out a pistol from his waist and aimed it at the black-clothed royal sister, and said unusually coldly.

"Don't move! You know, your bullets are not as fast as my knife!" The black-clothed royal sister was not frightened by the little black in the general's hand, but continued to shock him with a threatening tone.

"I said your enemy is not mine, but don't push me too hard!" the general had already shouted.

"Drugged me first, then smashed iron on my head, and then threw me into the Yangtze River, can you say that you are not my enemy?" the black-clothed royal sister shouted at the general.

"You have committed a capital crime!

"Bang bang bang!" the general couldn't help it, he wanted to strike first, so he quickly pulled the trigger.

But the gunshot only rang out three times, and it never rang off again, and it turned out that the knife in the hand of the black-clothed royal sister had rushed out and plunged into his chest.

The black-clothed royal sister really didn't lie, his knife was really faster than the general's bullet, and it was faster to kill people.

In fact, when the first bullet was fired, the general had already been stabbed, and the other two bullets were fired by him on the ceiling, and then he fell headlong to the floor.

The black-clothed royal sister walked to the general's corpse, pulled out the knife in his heart, wiped it on his body, and then reached into his pocket and touched it, and after touching it for a while, she finally found a wooden plaque for dragon killing.

The workmanship of this wooden sign is obviously very rough and looks very old, but the wood is so good that such a material cannot be found on the market.

The black-clothed royal sister stuffed this dragon killing wooden card into her shirt pocket, and then took out another dragon killing wooden card from her coat pocket, crumpled it into pieces, and sprinkled it on the general's corpse.

She still needed to continue to recuperate, because her memory had not yet recovered, so she left the villa immediately after killing the general.

She knew where she came from, but she didn't know where she was going, and even her mission was beginning to blur.

So she went back the way she came, back to the army guest house.

......

The Demon King has returned to the house, it is a very inconspicuous duplex courtyard in the old city, the courtyard is very large, and it is surrounded by a large courtyard wall, and the courtyard and the courtyard wall outside are crawling with lush vines.

The muscles in the Demon King's body were still very painful, and they were not as his subordinate Guanwei said, but they were injured and could be healed after a few days of rest. And he had been lying on the bed for days, and the muscles in his back and thighs had formed lumps that were so painful that he couldn't walk at all.

Guanwei has seen him with several famous doctors, all of whom said that he has a muscle disease, but the specific cause cannot be determined, and he needs to continue to observe in the later stage.

Although the Demon King suffers from a hidden disease, he is very tenacious, still working hard like a young man, always paying attention to the trend of the development of the organization, and asking Guanwei to report his work every day.

"Demon King, I think you have to report your condition to the government, let the government send experts to treat you, you can't delay it any longer!" After reporting today's work, Guanwei still cared about the physical condition of the Demon King, for him, the Demon King's condition was more important than his life.

The Demon King's eyes were like copper bells, his expression was grim, his momentum was like a rainbow, giving people a sense of coercion, and the cold light in his eyes looked at Guanwei with a glittering look, and said: "You must not report my illness to the government! Let alone reveal the news of my illness to the outside world! Do you know?"

"This?" Guanwei was shocked by the Demon King's heavy drink, and didn't know what to say. For the members of the Dragon Killing Organization, the words of the Demon King are orders, and they cannot be disobeyed in the slightest.

The Demon King is a stubborn person, and he is very domineering, but what about the members of the Dragon Slayer Organization who are not such people?

It should be said that the members of the Dragon Slayer Organization are very individual, very bloody, and all of them are different, otherwise they would not have established such a secret organization authorized by the government to fight against all evil forces.

Although the Demon King is stubborn, he is a man of great talent, and his organization is uncanny and impressive, and the secret service organizations all over the world are ashamed of it.

The Dragon Killing Organization could have been hired by the White House of the United States and was directly sent by the President of the United States, but the Demon King refused this kind invitation, because he felt that he was a citizen of China, and he should contribute to the government of his country, although the starting point was to contribute to the maintenance of world peace, but he always believed that only in China, and only under the authorization of the Chinese government, could he deserve to perform his duties. Of course, his move was also embraced by all members of the Dragon Slayer organization.

After calming down for a while, the Demon King suddenly asked, "Oh, yes, why hasn't Yanan come back yet?"

When Guanwei heard this, he didn't know how to answer, because he hadn't seen Yanan since they had returned from a secret base in the Middle East, and Yanan hadn't taken the initiative to contact them, so something must have happened.

But the members of the Dragon Killing Organization all have special skills, so how can they easily get into trouble?

"Demon King, someone has been sent to look for it, and there is no news yet. Guanwei replied.

When the demon king heard this, his face suddenly became very embarrassed, and he said, "Then you go and find it yourself!"