This young man is different from ordinary children of the family, he has no arrogance, and he is extremely approachable.

Thinking of Tang Yinian's elegant temperament, Tang Xiaoxiao felt that if he could educate such a child, the family style of the Tang family should be very good.

It's a pity that Tang Jiu'er, there is a father like Ji Xiao, who is close to Zhu is red and close to ink is black, otherwise he must be a good child!

Tang Xiaoxiao was innocent and young after all, and she had experienced few things, and she soon imagined a better picture of the Tang family, and she didn't realize that she would face great danger in the future......

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Time is pulled back to the night of the 9th.

While Tang Xiaoxiao was admiring the moonlight on the beach, a man with a mask on his face sneaked into the PA Academy like a shadow.

It was late at night, and the whole academy was unusually quiet.

The masked man walks in his backyard, evades all surveillance, and then climbs the wall like Spider-Man onto a balcony of a faculty apartment building.

The sliding door is ajar, and the one-bedroom apartment type is easy to see at a glance.

The owner of this room is a woman, and she is also quite vigilant, she was sitting on the sofa sharpening her knife, when she heard a slight sound of crossing over on the balcony, she threw her backhand, and with a "whoosh" sound, the knife shot out quickly.

The masked man is very good, and with a scissor hand, he caught the flying knife.

Without hearing the sound of the blade digging into the flesh, the woman in the room slammed into her feet and reached her waist, but before she could pull out the next throwing knife, the masked man had already broken in like the wind and put the intercepted flying knife against her neck.

When she met a strong enemy, the woman's pupils shrank, "Who are you?" How dare you trespass......"

Before the woman's words were finished, the masked man rested his index finger on his thin lips, signaled her to shut up, then put away the knife, sat on the sofa in a flash, as if he had entered his own house, raised Erlang's legs, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath before he opened his mouth with a smoke ring.

"Chang Rourou, ostensibly an instructor of the PA Academy's Devil Battalion, is actually a well-known sect destroyer within the international mercenary organization GHOST."

"Are you ......" Chang Rourou stared at the mask on the man's face, instantly realizing the identity of the other party.

Again it was interrupted.

"Shhh, I'm here to carry out a mission on the orders of the Nine Emperors, don't ask too much, send me to the underground base."

Nine Emperor ......

The supreme leader of GHOST, no one has seen his true face, only that he is a Shura-like existence, and for his orders, GHOST members must obey unconditionally!

Chang Rourou was a little embarrassed, "I'm just a prep instructor, and I know that the PA Academy has an underground test base, and I don't have the permission to enter it yet." ”

"This is your business, I don't think the dignified Sect Exterminator can't even do this little thing."

The man in the face said as he snuffed out the cigarette butt, "In an hour, I will come back again, I hope you can be prepared by then, and don't disappoint our Nine Emperors." ”

In the next second, the man left from the balcony.

If it weren't for the smell of smoke in the room and the cigarette butts left on the coffee table, Chang Rourou would have thought it was a dream.

I was stunned for a moment, remembering the man's words.

Door Destroyer?

Scold~

Even the Nine Emperors believe that the massacre five years ago was her own handiwork? Or did you deliberately help her promote it in the organization?

Time was limited, Chang Rourou didn't have time to think so much, she quickly put away her thoughts, changed into a night dress, and walked out of the room with an expression on her face.

Chang Rourou is a former student of PA Academy, and because of her excellent performance, she was retained as a preparatory instructor to continue training.

Over the years, after the teaching of her teachers, her thinking has changed, less anger, and more human struggle.

It's just that there are some roads that I have walked and there is no way to turn back after all......