Sato's outburst didn't last long, and soon he felt his head sink and staggered to the ground.

He looked at Amiko with an unbelievable gaze, trembling and clinging to her: You, you, you dare to poison? ”

At this time, Sato completely lost the demeanor that a samurai descendant should have, he convulsed, foaming at the mouth, and saw that his life was not long.

Amiko looked at Sato with disdain, with an indifferent expression: "This can be regarded as revenge for Minako, and there is ...... I forgot to tell you that Minako and I are actually all for this. ”

As she spoke, she took two steps forward and snatched the black box from Sato's hand.

"No, no, you're not allowed to ......"

Sato wanted to say that he couldn't touch the omamori, but he couldn't stop it from happening.

Amiko quickly took out the blessing object inlaid with brocade jade, loosened the drawstring of the port, and flipped it lightly.

A dark blue stone rolled out.

The stone was small, the size of a thumb cover, and it was not at all conspicuous when placed in the brocade omamori.

But once it was poured out and held in Amiko's hands, everything in the room was eclipsed, including Amiko and Sato.

That little bit of ghostly brilliance seems to have a breathtaking effect.

It makes these two living people seem to be less spiritual and energetic than it, but this thing is obviously a dead thing.

"You ......"

Sato was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood...... It drained the last vestiges of his life.

"Thank you, finally willing to take out this baby! I've been with you for so long...... Short and weak," Amiko said leisurely.

She tightened her grip on the pebble that was not ordinary, and went back to her bedroom to change into light clothes.

Without looking back, he turned away.

Out of the villa, a man with a motorcycle saw a smile on her face and slapped the horn on the locomotive.

"Morita, what are you doing?" Ami said angrily.

"Honk your horn and salute! If you miss, I guess I'll lose half my life against that big Sato. ”

The man who was called Fujii was tall and big, with small eyes, but he had a spirit. Wearing a black patent leather motorcycle outfit and a helmet matching the locomotive, he looks cool and stylish.

"You? Can you beat Sato? ”

What Morita's strength is, how could she not know.

Seeing that Ami didn't believe in herself, Morita didn't argue, and smiled faintly: "Let's go!" ”

Ami reached out and pressed the outside of her coat pocket, and felt the small stone lying in it.

She jumped into the car and put her arms around Morita's waist: "Do you know the exact location of Kitahara?" ”

"Of course!"

Ride into the dust and slide into the darkness of the night.

Not long after the two left, a figure flashed out of the corner of the villa.

He listened to the shouting of the waiters in the villa, looked at the direction in which the locomotive disappeared, and showed a strange smile.

He turned and walked towards the other end of the road, and after walking for ten minutes, he came to a black Mercedes.

The driver started the car and headed south.

He made a quick call, and the other party seemed to be waiting for his call, so it was connected almost the moment he dialed.

"John, found ......"

After listening to the other party's recounting of the matter, a sly smile appeared on his face:

"Mr. Lee, well done! After the assignment, I will write down your contribution to the organization.

I believe that the time is ripe for you to emigrate, right? I guess after this mission, you'll start preparing your passport and visa, hahaha......"

With hearty laughter, John hung up.

This middle-aged man known as Li, named Li Mingzhong, is a member of the position, and he has access to correspondence and e-mails.

When I went to study abroad, I met John, and although the two were more than ten years apart, they wanted to talk happily...... After that time, John recommended Li Mingzhong, who held an important position in China, to the organization.

He has also become an important part of the organization's domestic layout, connecting domestic and overseas communications.

This time, he analyzed almost all the movements of the assassination target through telephone communication and text messages, and even drew a map of X's living habits and daily travel paths to John secretly.

Today's plan is progressing steadily, and a Japanese thug is suddenly killed, and he openly kills people with guns on Zhanqian Street.

The matter was urgent, and he didn't have time to ask his contact person to collect information to investigate, and personally tracked the communication information of the female thug and found this Japanese-style villa on the outskirts of Beijing.

The villa was huge, and after throwing a few eavesdroppers in several directions, he heard the other party's infighting and cannibalism, and he obtained the information without destroying it.

Going to the United States to settle down is just a pretense, and it is estimated that this information is enough for John and them to be happy for a while...... He scoffed.

Originally, he was still worried about the assassination, but John felt that everything was too obvious, too deliberate, and he was suspicious...... That's not going to be easy.

It seems that God bless the motherland, God bless me Li Mingzhong...... He let out a long sigh of relief.

The driver finally smiled when he saw the leader's face, and said cautiously: "Li Ju, I haven't seen you smile for a long time." ”

Li Mingzhong came back to his senses, with a complicated look floating on his face, and his tone was slow: "Lao Liu, you have driven me for half a lifetime, and after tomorrow's event, I will go back to my hometown." ”

Lao Liu was still smiling just now, and when he heard Li Ju's words, the smile on his face froze instantly, and he muttered: "Ju Chang, you are ......"

Li Mingzhong sighed, his face solemn: "The situation is too complicated, and foreign threats are constantly ......"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and smiled reluctantly: "Forget it, don't talk about this, I don't want you to be implicated, when you leave, remember to take my wife and son with you." ”

"Director Li ......"

"Well, it's not appropriate to talk too much! You can take me back to the middle street, I'm going to stay up all night tonight. “

Lao Liu looked straight ahead, his hand on the steering wheel trembled slightly, and he didn't know what he was trying to write in his head.

He laboriously squeezed a few words out of his mouth: "Director, don't worry, leave it to me tomorrow." ”

I secretly swore in my heart that the director had entrusted his life to him, and he would fight hard to escort his wife and children out of Beijing.

The car was still moving steadily in the night, and the two people in the car had their own hearts and were speechless all the way.

Soon the car entered the leader's rest area on Middle Street from the north, Lao Liu showed his pass, and the guard looked at the leader sitting in the back row and saluted respectfully.

Lao Liu "snapped" and opened the trunk of the car: "Routine inspections are indispensable!" “

The little guard was about to go over to take a look, but was stopped by the guards on the side, he smiled and waved his hand forward: "Well, look, no problem, allow passage!" ”

As he spoke, he made a gesture of letting go towards the guard with a loaded gun.