[System: What do you mean?] 】

Its voice had just fallen, An Yang's eyes were condensed, and the dagger he carried with him shook through the cold and hard arc, and under the sound of the system's screaming, the other ear of the person was cut off.

[Anyang: One ear, two hands......]

The system was so frightened that it swallowed at the mouth, and the ghost knew what the original body was training on weekdays. Seeing its host's face unchanged, it was so frightened that it wanted to cry.

[Anyang: Fourth Knife...... Lives. 】

The blade of the knife cut through the skin on his chest and slashed into the middle-aged man's heart with unmistakable accuracy.

There was no need to listen to any superfluous explanations at all, and she even suspected that Chen Zhaoheng's purpose in bringing her here this time was to observe her, or to give her a warning.

The warm blood splattered on An Yang's face the moment the dagger was withdrawn.

Chen Zhaoheng closed his eyes and listened to the orderly breath behind him, and when he turned around, he happened to see An Yang raise his left hand to wipe the blood on his cheek, and a blood-like heavy color slid down on that fair face.

With a neat knife edge and no breath of change, such a person is to his liking.

"Stay with me later."

An Yang raised his eyes and stood straight to the side indifferently, as if Chen Zhaoheng's words were like geese passing by without leaving a trace, and did not bring her the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Satisfied with her performance, Chen Zhaoheng's gaze swept over the middle-aged man who was already silent, and narrowed his eyes contemptuously, "Send the corpse back." Of the few who helped, none of them remained. ”

An Yang's palm hanging on his side trembled inadvertently. She knew too well what Chen Zhaoheng's mouth meant by not leaving one. Those who betray the organization will be affected by accidents.

Chen Zhaoheng's hunting for the royal mermaid was originally top secret, but it was intervened by the Luhai Group. Chen Zhaoheng is willing to go to a high-priced auction, also to show his attitude.

But in that case, normal people who want to ask for merit will kill the mermaid. And her actions will make Chen Zhaoheng suspicious.

"How long have you been joining?"

"Half a year."

There is no need for Chen Zhaoheng to ask such a question, as long as he wants, he can get a very detailed information about Bai Lingshan's life trajectory from childhood to adulthood.

"Before?"

"Mercenary group."

An Yang stood quietly beside him, looking out at the sea like Chen Zhaoheng.

The people behind him had been dragged away, and all that was left around was the roar of the sea whimpering.

"You are very different," in a calm tone, Chen Zhaoheng turned his head and looked at An Yang's side face, "The style of doing things is not like an ordinary mercenary." ”

"People are different from each other, Wang," Anyang replied a little stiffly, his brow furrowed inadvertently.

casually glanced to the side, and happened to see the corners of Chen Zhaoheng's lips slightly hooked. The aura around this person seemed to be able to change at will, and the previous cold and solemn was completely filled with a relaxed atmosphere at this time. Even that face is shrouded in a hazy luster in the sun, arousing the yearning for beauty in my heart.

For them, beauty represents purity and beauty, but human beauty is a poisonous poppy, and the more beautiful it is, the more deadly.

An Yang subconsciously moved a slight step to the side, increasing the distance between the two people who were originally one meter apart a little more.

The small gesture fell on Chen Zhaoheng's eyes, like a small hook in his heart, which made him feel more and more strange.

Some of Bai Lingshan's actions were really very different from the mercenaries he knew. He couldn't trust everything on the information, and now he seemed to want to take matters into his own hands and see what secrets were hidden underneath.

I don't know who sent such an interesting person.