T K Grandpa hates being late the most.

The last time someone dared to be late for a mission, even if it was only five seconds late, he was killed in the end!

Damn it.

No way!

"Buzz ——!"

Chiri slammed on the accelerator.

The white fingers slid beautifully, and the gear hung directly to the top.

"Whoosh——!

The red Ferrari leaps out like an arrow from a string!

The other side.

Group Z Huaxia Headquarters, Villa.

Brightly lit.

The building is a goose yellow color, and the glazed tiles shine brightly.

In the high-level conference room, the core members of Group Z are sitting.

There are many killers and countless strong people.

Everyone's eyes were on the middle-aged man on the first seat, who was the leader of Group Z, the strongest leader-

K！

"I don't know what important things Master K has recruited us today?"

On the seat on the right, a man with a scar on his face spoke, "We haven't had such a good gathering since Group Z started 3 years ago, right?" ”

After saying that, the people around couldn't help but echo -

"That's right, what's the matter with Master K?"

"We're all curious!"

"Master K, don't hang our appetite!"

“……”

The corners of K's old lips raised a few kind curves.

The people present are all top killers he has cultivated since childhood, and they have been together for more than ten years, of course, they have some feelings, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are siblings and children.

He spoke leisurely, "There are still three minutes, and when Qianli arrives, I will announce it." ”

As soon as the words fell.

All the talk paused.

Immediately after, the indignant voice was like a low roar, "Why the is Qianli again?" ”

There was a sneer and curse in his tone.

Most excellent killers should be between 20 and 30 years old, but a 16-year-old girl actually became the chief killer of Group Z and the world's No. 1, coupled with Master K's preference for Qianli, which makes everyone have to doubt the authenticity of this ranking.

After all.

Since 3 years ago, most people have never met again, and they are all working on their own tasks alone.

The swearing continued.

However.

The bewitching male voice was like a bewildering goblin, and it came suddenly-

"Who scolded just now?"

“……”

The voice was neither loud nor small, but it seemed to suppress all the whispers around it, and it was full of majesty.

The killers present were aware of the danger.

This level of coercion.

It's almost comparable to Master K on the first seat!

Everyone looked warily, and it was the handsome man in the revolving chair who caught their eyes.

Those faint purple eyes were dyed with bloodthirsty and enchanting colors, and they were like a newborn emperor.

"Who do I think it is, isn't this Quan Zhantian?"

The scar man suddenly sneered a few times, "You're just a logistics staff, what are you pretending to be?!" ”

"Poof!"

There were all kinds of laughter around.

The killers who fight on the front line look down on those who fight in the rear, because they can't keep up, and everything is in vain-

No matter how good the hacking technology is, it will still die if you fight head-on!

"Bang ——!"

Loud gunshots filled my ears.

Quan Zhantian's right hand was raised slightly, and the gun in his hand returned to the rectangular table.

But the man with the scar in front of him collapsed on the table, blood gushing from his temples and staining the white tablecloth.

All the movements are done in one go, cleanly.

Suddenly.

Everyone's faces changed.

Who are they?!

They are the high-level killers of Group Z!

But at that moment, they didn't even know how the other party killed someone!