"What is the origin of this group of people? Why kill me? Yan Murong looked at the little snake and asked, he also remembered that the little snake is also a killer, and he is also the third killer on the world killer list, maybe these questions can be solved from her.

"They're ghosts." As he spoke, the little snake pulled Ambrole's collar, and Yan Murong realized that a small purple skeleton was tattooed on the other party's neck.

"Ghosts? Is this a gift? Yan Murong asked strangely.

"It's an organization." The little snake thought for a moment before saying. "It's a complex organization, with killers, agents, and commercial spies -- it's always been secretive and deeply hidden."

"Who is their leader?" Yan Murong asked in a deep voice. Before, the two killers had said that they would come to them only after receiving orders from their leaders. Therefore, Yan Murong was very curious about who this leader was.

"I don't know." The little snake pursed the corners of his mouth and said. "It's all said that this organization is mysterious and deeply hidden, how do I know who their leader is - but I'm curious, how the hell did you get into trouble with them? I actually asked the ghost to send two A-class killers to trouble you, and the little ones I solved were all B-class killers - giggles, you're treated well. ”

"What A-class B-class?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"The level of the killer." The little snake pointed at Ambrole. "You see, that tattoo on this guy's neck is purple, which means the level of the killer."

Seeing that Yan Murong was still full of wonder, the little snake explained. "In the Ghost Order, there are four levels of killers, and the tattoos on the necks of each level are different, purple is A-class, yellow is B-class, blue is C-class, and green is D-class - similarly, agents and commercial spies have their own tattoos, but I don't know what the pattern is and where.

"Why did they find me?" Yan Murong asked the question he was most concerned about - whether it was a killer or an agent, or how to organize him, he didn't care, what he cared about most was why the other party would find him.

Since coming down the mountain, there are not a few people Yan Murong has provoked or provoked him, but Yan Murong, a foreign killer organization, really can't remember when he provoked them.

If you count it, he was already targeted when he was in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Yan Murong thought that it was likely that the one who shot in the freight yard was the two killers on the highway - but he didn't have a clue who hired them.

"I don't even know that." The little snake shook his head and said. "Unless there's something in you that they need."

"They asked me for a prescription." Yan Murong said.

"Prescription?" The little snake said a little strangely. "What prescription do you have?" Even the master's prescriptions wouldn't make the ghost send two A-class killers at once, and there were so many B-class killers to help, unless—"

Speaking of this, the little snake looked at Yan Murong with a strange expression.

"You mean—"

"The Green Capsule Sutra?" The two looked at each other for a moment, and then spoke in unison.

This conclusion surprised Yan Murong. If the other party is coming for the green sac, then the matter will be big.

But what Yan Murong couldn't understand was why the other party didn't directly ask for the Qing Capsule Sutra, but asked for the prescription on his body?

"I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out." Yan Murong muttered with a little headache.

"If you don't understand, don't think about it." The little snake giggled and pointed to Ambrole on the ground. "Isn't there a ready-made one, just wake up and ask."

"You'll get the medicine you want." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders and said.

He is different from the little snake, he learns to save people, and the little snake learns to kill, although he also knows about some poisons, but he doesn't necessarily know the poison on the little snake, so he will ask the little snake to wake up the guy lying on the ground.

"It's easy to wake him up." The little snake smiled coquettishly, and then one leg picked up one of Ambrole's arms, and the calf folded upward, and a crisp "click" sound was heard, and then Ambrole's pig-like scream.

Awakened by the pain in his arm, Ambrole realizes that his role has been reversed, and he is now a fish on the chopping block.

After screaming, Ambrole found that his whole body was soft and couldn't lift up any strength, so he lay there, tilting his head to look at Yan Murong and the little snake in a black suit, extremely charming, without saying a word.

He didn't speak, and the little snake didn't speak, but he did it again, picking up Ambrole's other arm with his toes, and then there was a "click" sound, and the arm that was just normal bent at an extremely strange angle.

The beads of sweat on Ambrole's forehead dripped down in large pieces, but he still forced himself to clench his teeth so that he did not cry out.

"I'm very strong, I like a strong man like you, giggle." The little snake laughed as she crouched down and stroked Ambrole's face with her slender, soft, yet poison-filled palm. "Ghost A-class killer, I hope you can hold on a little longer, but don't let me down - of course, don't even think about running away. The prey I have targeted has never run away. ”

"Y-you're vipet." After Ambrole heard the last words of the little snake, his originally stubborn eyes immediately turned frightened, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"What do you mean by that?" Yan Murong asked with a look of curiosity. The Chinese language spoken by this foreign gentleman was not authentic in the first place, and it sounded quite difficult, but now an English word suddenly popped up, which made Yan Murong, an illiterate, look even more dazed.

"It's a foreign name." The little snake threw it to Yan Murong and gave her charming eyes and said. "That's what the snake means—that's what they call me when I'm outside."

Yan Murong nodded clearly. Since this guy is so afraid of the little snake, he should be able to get something out of his mouth.

"Giggles, do you say it yourself, or do I play a game with you first?" The little snake looked at Ambrole and asked with a smile.

"Y-haha." Ambrole suddenly laughed, turned his head to look at Yan Murong, and said in a hoarse voice. "Do you think that's the end of it? Haha, no, absolutely not. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ambrole's eyes suddenly widened, and then bright red blood began to flow from the corners of his eyes, mouth, nostrils, and ears.