"What?"

Sun An'an, who was not very careless, didn't understand what Su Mo meant, but the person who asked just now was directly alert, raised his gun and pointed it at Su Mo, who was close at hand, and said sharply: "Stand back!" ”

Su Mo didn't stop at all when he took a step, and he didn't even glance at that person.

Lance next to him moved, almost turned into an afterimage, and instantly appeared behind the man, he raised his right hand and stabbed directly at the man's neck, and the sound of whistling through the sky came. Although Lance didn't hold his weapon, it was enough to make the man go straight to the wrong place.

"No need to kill."

Su Mo opened his mouth and spoke.

Lance nodded slightly, turned the "hand stab" into a "hand knife", and gently cut it on the man's neck, and before the man could react, his body fell directly to the ground.

From Su Mo's opening to the present, the whole process took less than a few seconds.

Before the soldiers with guns could understand what was going on, they saw their commander fall, raised their guns in surprise, and walked towards Su Mo.

Su Mo raised his right hand, his five fingers suddenly opened, and the thin threads made of concentric chains instantly filled the entire aisle, and with the sound of crisp metal falling to the ground, these people found that the guns in their hands and waists turned into a pile of scrap metal when they didn't know it at all.

And Lance was already dressed in black, his feet stepped on the ground of the aisle, without making a sound, and the whole person was like a strange shadow "floating" in the aisle at a very fast speed, passing by those people.

Whenever Lance swept past a person, there was a sound of his body slamming on the ground.

Half a minute later, more than 20 armed combatants in the aisle were lying on the ground, unable to launch an effective attack from start to finish...... There is no way to even issue warnings and notices.

Sun An'an's mouth and eyes widened, he turned his neck very stiffly, and looked at Su Mo next to him: "You...... You ......"

"Don't be nervous." Su Mo smiled gently, "I'm actually also from the Secret Service. As he spoke, he took out the ID of the secret service adviser and shook it in front of Sun Anan's eyes.

"The Secret Service?" Sun Anan was stunned.

Su Mo walked towards the door of the room at the end of the aisle, and said casually: "Well, I'll take over the Elite Society, by the way, kill a chicken, it's almost time." ”

"Hey, hey!" Sun Anan was about to catch up with Su Mo, but Lance shook his body and blocked between the two.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Sun An'an glared at Lance, and she realized that she had lured the wolf into the room. However, it seems that the Secret Service documents are not forged, so what the hell is going on?

Sun Anan felt that his head hurt.

"I don't know." Lance shook his head very honestly, he really didn't know what Su Mo was doing here, but since it was an order from the Dominator, he naturally obeyed it unconditionally.

“……”

Sun Anan felt that he had made a huge mistake.

And Su Mo had already walked to the door at the end of the aisle, stretched out his hand, and directly pushed open the thick wooden gate.

With a slightly dull sound, the door opened.

"Didn't I say that no one is allowed to disturb without our permission!"

The door was only halfway opened, and a voice came from the room, a little hoarse, but very calm, with an aura that was not angry.

Su Mo could hear that this voice belonged to Guan Qianjun.

The interior of this room is very ordinary, it looks like the structure of a conference room, with an oval table in the middle, not very large, and five people sitting in each room. The oldest of them was a middle-aged man with slightly white temples, half of his face with a strange silver mask, which looked rather unorthodox, and even when he was sitting, he could tell that he was tall - he seemed to be too tall, and his black clothes were bulging underneath, which looked a little strange.

But those who are familiar with him know that he must not be underestimated because of this man's non-mainstream silver mask.

Because this person is the founder of the Elite Society-Guan Qianjun.

In addition to Guan Qianjun, the other four people are all young people, three men and one woman, the oldest is only about thirty years old, and they all vaguely exude a temperament called "pride", and there is no taste of sincerity and fear when they look at Guan Qianjun.

The four of them have a taste of fighting against Guan Qianjun, but they also need four people to unite, any one person who pulls out one person, Guan Qianjun's temperament that is not angry and powerful, has been in a high position for a long time and has been cultivated in the military career can crush these young people who have just grown up.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Guan Qianjun had a reason to be angry.

for he commanded that no one should disturb them.

Since he was stunned by the Night King that day, Guan Qianjun's whole person has become sensitive, and he is extremely careful about this kind of small matter, and the slightest impolite behavior will be infinitely magnified by him.

Many people have suffered a lot because of a small action, if it is left in ancient times, Guan Qianjun is a moody tyrant, the kind that kills people at every turn.

Now, the tyrant was angry again, although not angry, but the look that suddenly became fierce made the four young men next to him frown.

"Disturb?"

Su Mo completely pushed open the door, approached the room, glanced at it casually, and finally fell on Guan Qianjun, "Do you think I'm here to disturb you?" ”

The moment Guan Qianjun saw Su Mo, he stood up suddenly, and the chair behind him fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound that echoed in the conference room.

He clenched his hands into fists, pressed them on the table, leaned forward, stared at Su Mo, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth word by word: "Yes, you?" ”

Su Mo didn't answer, but the others glanced at each other and saw the uncertainty in their eyes.

As the "leadership" of the fastest-rising, if not the most powerful Anomalous Organization in the world, these four people are no strangers to the name "Night King" - at least they have heard of it and read some of Su Mo's materials.

The young man who suddenly appeared in the conference room in front of him looked exactly like the Night King, who was extremely valued, and could even be said to be jealous.

If it weren't for the fact that there was some supernatural who could transform into someone else's appearance to entertain them, then this was the legendary Night King who had lived for hundreds of years?

Coupled with Guan Qianjun's sudden extremely strange reaction, this person's identity is definitely not fake.

"The Night King?"

"That Su Mo?"

"Are you really as good as the legend?"

Except for the woman, the other three people also stood up, looking at Su Mo with an inexplicable light flashing in their eyes.

Although they knew that Su Mo's current identity was that of an advisor to the Secret Service. But he broke into the conference room so aggressively, it was impossible for him to come to greet you, such an obvious and undisguised provocation made this group of young people instantly ignite a raging war.

Su Mo directly ignored this group of people, but looked at Guan Qianjun, and after a while, he finally suddenly said: "No wonder I always feel that something is missing, wearing a mask to cover the wound, you are really interesting, are you playing the Phantom of the Opera?" ”

With his words, Guan Qianjun's already gloomy face turned a little darker.

Half of his face was wrapped in a silver mask, not to pretend, but to cover something.

"I'll take it off for you." Su Mo continued, raising his hand.

Guan Qianjun's eyes widened suddenly, and his body immediately retreated backwards, but unfortunately he was still a step too late, his cheeks were cold, and with a crisp sound of metal falling to the ground, half of his face that had been covered a few months ago also reappeared.

On that half of his face, there was a bright red slap print, as if Guan Qianjun had been slapped hard in the last second.

“……”

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Those few people all looked at the slap marks on Guan Qianjun's face, and then very reluctantly let themselves look away.

A slap print appeared on the face of a person like Guan Qianjun, this is a real "slap in the face"!

“…… I said, how can what I left behind disappear. Su Mo said with a smile, "Originally, this slap was enough to make you disappear." I didn't expect you to be a little strong, with such a strong vitality, and you are still thriving. But that's fine, if you respect the monkey, killing a rooster is much better than killing a pestilence chicken. ”

"He wants to kill Guan Qianjun?" Several people were stunned for a moment, originally thinking that the other party was coming to provoke, but they didn't expect that his purpose was far more violent than they imagined.

He actually wants to kill Guan Qianjun directly?!

What is Guan Qianjun's identity, the founder of the Elite Society, one of the five stars, he can barely compete with him if the other four abilities are united, not to mention the great power in his hands, and his own "strength" is very strong.

Now the Night King walked in with such a swagger to kill such a figure.

How stupid is that? Or live too long, disgusted that your life is too long.

"Good, good!"

At this time, Guan Qianjun finally spoke, "Originally, I was thinking about finding you somewhere, but now it seems that you have sent it to the door yourself." ”

"Don't worry, I won't just kill you, you've lived for so long, and you're worth no less than the monsters in the shelter. I will squeeze all the value out of you, and then let you die in pain, and I will not spare any of your relatives and friends! ”

"Now, let's teach you a lesson, start! Heavenly Battle-"

Before the words fell, blood gushed out! (To be continued.) )