The sound of bullets loading again and again was accompanied by a faint smell of blood in the air.

Extreme fear stimulates people's heads again and again.

Finally, someone desperately spit out the paper in his mouth, "Young marshal, I said, I will say everything, please let me go." ”

The man's hand visibly froze.

Then one gunshot after another, fast and accurate.

He was the only one left here.

The spy was scared and sweated a lot on his forehead.

Watching his companions die tragically one by one, he didn't want to be like this, but he didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die.

"We're here for the secret report from the Young Marshal's Mansion this time."

The adjutant wanted to laugh when he heard it, secret report? He has been by Shen Jijin's side for so many years, and he didn't know that there was such a thing as a secret report.

The spy probably knew that they didn't believe it, and crawled to grab Shen Jijin's trouser leg.

His eyes widened, and his voice was a little harsh:

"Young marshal, what I said is true."

The young officer gave him a cold look.

The spy was chattering with his teeth at this glance, and the man's expression was so terrifying that he looked like a ghost from hell.

Those eyes were sharp and sharp, cold as a blade, and there was a sinister aura, giving people a strong sense of oppression, making people a little breathless and suffocating.

He sat back in fright, just about to get up.

A silver wolf, with green eyes that swirled and glowed dangerously.

The man collapsed to the ground in a moment's heel.

At this time, he crouched on the edge of the chair, baring his teeth slightly, revealing the sharp tips of his teeth.

He wanted to stand up, but under the gaze of such a vicious wolf, the spy was so frightened that his legs were all weak, and he couldn't stand up.

"Less...... Young marshal, I told you everything I knew, can you let me go? ”

The man slowly put down the beautiful silver gun, and the adjutant handed him a handkerchief, and the man wiped it.

As the night grew darker and his skeletal fingers covered his eyes, he said, "Of course." ”

The spy didn't expect Young Marshal Shen Jijin to be so easy to speak, so he said he would let it go.

Running Mali.

A chuckle suddenly sounded in the air.

There was a hint of conviction in the young officer's narrow eyes.

Picked up a sunspot and landed on the stone table, with a slight impact between the chess pieces and the stone table.

"Checkmate."

The broken chessboard is suddenly decided.

As if given an order, the wolf let go of the reins and ran as fast as he could, biting the spy by the neck.

Bloody.

The adjutant has stayed by Shen Jijin's side for many years, and knows that Shen Jijin is not the kind of person who does not believe in his words, and there must be a reason for killing this spy.

Tentatively asked, "Why did the young marshal still kill him?" ”

The man lifted his eyelids, and there was gloom and a faint storm in his deep eyes.

The slender fingers, like carefully carved works of art, are placed in front of the thin lips, "Shhhh ”

The man glanced sideways at the still cold body.

There was indifference in his eyes.

"He was too loud just now, and it would make Tan Sang."

The adjutant was stunned.

Just now, the young marshal surprisingly asked him to prepare paper, and he thought that the young marshal was noisy, but it turned out that he was worried about the noise to his wife.

But this pavilion is the farthest place in the whole house from Madame.

No matter how loud this voice is, it won't reach Madame.

The idea of the young marshal is completely superfluous.

The adjutant didn't dare to say that, so he could only say it in his heart.

The man's eyes were as dark as the sea, and he looked into the room where the lights had been turned off in the middle of the night.