Chapter 320: Death List

New changes?!

Chen Dong's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Long Lao's reaction, obviously this change, is not a good thing.

Struggling to maintain his composure, Chen Dong asked, "What changes?" ”

Long Lao looked frightened, panting heavily, he took out his mobile phone, and handed it to Chen Dong with a faint tremor in his right hand.

It's still the same as last time, simple and straightforward graphics.

The content of the dark web is clearly recognizable.

Chen Dong frowned and found the content about the assassination of himself released by the hidden killing organization.

When he saw it, his brows furrowed.

In the content, there is an extra scythe, similar to the one held by the Grim Reaper.

"What does this scythe mean?" Chen Dong frowned and asked.

Long Lao's eyes flashed with fear: "This is the Death Scythe, which means harvesting life, and once the Death Scythe appears in the mission entrusted with assassination issued by the Hidden Killing Organization, it means that there are top killers on the Death List who have paid attention, and a scythe represents a top killer on the Death List." ”

Chen Dong's pupils suddenly constricted.

He suddenly understood why Long Lao had changed his style of not changing his color when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

The top killers have paid attention, doesn't that mean that there may have been top killers involved?

Billion dollars!

Even the team of Deadpool mercenaries can be attracted and take risks.

Will the top killers not be impressed?

In a trance, Chen Dong felt a little cold on the back of his neck, and he felt a feeling of paralysis all over his body.

His brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, and he asked in a deep voice, "Elder Long, what is this Death God List?" ”

"All the territories in the whole world, all the killers gathered together, and the hidden killing organization comprehensively judged the top killers, and the list of top killers was only listed by a total of 100 people."

Long Lao's voice was trembling: "Those who can be selected into the Grim Reaper List are all the top killers, and they can really do it like the Grim Reaper harvesting lives." ”

Chen Dong was silent.

Suddenly, Kunlun has also been a killer and has carried out assassination missions.

He asked, "Is Kunlun on the Grim Reaper List?" ”

"I used to be there, but after Kunlun followed the master, he went incognito, and he was no longer counted on the list of hidden gods."

"Then when Kunlun assassinated the Rothschilds, what was the list of the Grim Reapers?"

Long Lao pondered, recalled for a moment, and then said slowly: "No. 23, while the other two are No. 58 and No. 31 respectively. ”

"Shhh

Chen Dong's expression was solemn, and he gasped in his heart.

The top killers of the three assassins in the Rothschild family, Kunlun is actually the strongest of the three.

But at the same time, Chen Dong felt a white sweat on his back.

Kunlun's strength is clear to him, but he is only ranked 23rd, so how strong will the killer on the Death List be?

What's more, the Rothschilds are also top giants with a long history.

From Kunlun and Long Lao's stories, Chen Dong took a peek at the leopard and knew that Rothschild did not hesitate to protect that clansman at the beginning, and it is estimated that his current security level is as good as his current security level.

Even so, the three of Kunlun still drove straight into the Yellow Dragon.

What if the one who pays attention to the assassination mission this time is the top killer on the Grim Reaper list?

More killers than Kunlun's 23rd, if you really do it......

Chen Dong suddenly had a sense of panic that he was locked by the beasts of the wilderness.

If everything happened before, it made him feel like he was being hunted.

Now, this panic is infinitely skyrocketing.

A wild beast, far more fierce than a pack of hyenas!

"Who is the Grim Reaper Killer who can find out who is paying attention to the mission? Or how many places are there? Chen Dong asked in a deep voice.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one be invincible.

If you only know that the Grim Reaper Killer has paid attention to the mission, it is undoubtedly waiting in the dark for the Death Scythe to come.

"This news was told to me by the master just now, and he is investigating."

Elder Long said: "It is not difficult for the master to investigate this matter, it will take some time, and there should be a result soon." ”

Chen Dong raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you tell me directly?" ”

Long Lao said gloomily: "The old man is also afraid of increasing the pressure on the young master, so it is better to transfer from the old slave." ”

Better?

Chen Dong suddenly felt a little funny.

For him, it makes no difference at all.

Took a deep breath.

Chen Dong's panicked color suddenly disappeared, and he became unwaveless and unusually calm.

"It's time to eat."

Long Lao was stunned for a moment, his pupils constricted, and then he was shocked.

When did the young master's state of mind become so indifferent?

Long Lao's self-interest has been tempered well, but after learning the news, it is difficult to contain it.

It's all because he's older, honed over time.

The young master is the target of this assassination, how old is he to have such a heart?

Seeing Long Lao pause, Chen Dong shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Long Lao, don't be stunned, go and let the lone wolf bring food, I'm hungry." ”

Looking at the smile on Chen Dong's face, Long Lao was stunned and asked, "Young Master, are you still smiling?" ”

"What can you do without laughing?"

Chen Dong pretended to be relaxed: "Anyway, I can't help it." ”

Long Lao: "......"

Looking at Long Lao nodding and leaving, the smile on Chen Dong's face gradually disappeared.

In its place was a rare loneliness and sadness.

He couldn't help it.

From the moment the Li family was in the dark web hidden killing organization, the situation was no longer under his control.

The characteristics of the hidden killing organization to take the task make him the target of the public, as if he is a posture of being picked by anyone.

Whether it's a civilian killer, or a top killer on the Grim Reaper list, or an existence like a Deadpool mercenary.

Anyway, whoever kills Chen Dong in the end will complete the task.

With such open rules, Chen Dong is really anxious.

Dinner was quickly served.

Home-cooked three dishes and one soup, full of color, flavor and flavor.

And it's still a table that has passed many tests.

But Chen Dong ate tastelessly, but in order to take care of the emotions of Long Lao and the lone wolf, he still gritted his teeth and swallowed a big bowl of rice.

Chen Dong knows that he is the backbone.

At this moment, anyone can mess up, he can't mess up.

As soon as he messed up, the whole team exploded!

After the meal, the lone wolf packed up the dishes and chopsticks and left.

A call was also made to Long Lao's mobile phone.

"It's the master calling, there should be news." Long Lao said a word to Chen Dong, and then connected the phone.

From beginning to end, Chen Dong looked at Long Lao.

It's just that after a few seconds, Long Lao's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and even fear appeared.

That's a kind of ...... Hellish fear!

Chen Dong's heart sank vigorously, and at this moment, there was a sense of depressed exhaustion.

"Chen Dong, you are really a god of decay."

He laughed at himself, put his hands behind his head, looked at the ceiling, and muttered: "In the past two days, the bad news has really come one after another, there is no worst, only worse." ”

Long Lao hung up the phone.

There was still fear on his face.

He looked at Chen Dong dejectedly.

After a few seconds, his lips twitched, and he finally spat out the words that were suppressed in his throat.

"Young master, I have inquired clearly, it is the 20th place on the Grim Reaper List, codenamed Meng Po."

Bang!

Chen Dong was shocked.

Kunlun is only 23, and this one is actually 20!

"How can I Chen Dong, how can I really look up to me!"

Chen Dong smiled lonely, raised his eyebrows, and squinted at Long Lao: "Meng Po? Is this one of our borders? ”