Red Moons are part of the most invisible conspiracy in this presidential campaign, being hired by various political groups to enter and leave the halls of the assembly hall in a virtual public capacity.

Of course, the Red Moon does not serve all federal governments, and some officials in Zion, for example, prefer a new team of cleaners. It doesn't actually have an official code name, and the agent Uncle Xing likes to call it Dark Night.

And his proud disciple, Xia Chenghao, who is also the son of his old friend, has become the best candidate for action.

The boy came and went without a trace, and his whereabouts were like a ghost. So, he named himself "Ghost of the Night" and began to haunt various occasions.

Of course, the haunting mentioned here is the kind of haunting where no one sees the real Xia Chenghao, except for Hongyue who can feel him, what others can feel is death or death.

Calm nights.

The faint moonlight shines quietly, making the dark sea even more mysterious and deep.

Four or five meters above the sea level, a black-armed low-altitude shuttle hovered, and in the spacious cabin was only a young man sleeping on his seat.

"Hey, wake up! Wake up! The horn on the wall sounded several times before the sleeping young man slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window into the night. After a few seconds, he gradually woke up, reached out and pressed the communicator on the bulkhead and asked. "Is this Zion?"

An indifferent voice came from the communicator. "Your itinerary is going to change slightly, this is a sea area in Jinlangyang, and below us is a private route. Half an hour later, a cruise ship will pass by, and your target will be an arms dealer on the ship, purging code 1477. Then the LCD screen next to the communicator lit up, and a picture of a white man in his forties appeared on the screen.

After flipping through a few pages and reading all the information, the young man asked casually. "And how do you leave after the mission is completed? Take the cruise ship away? ”

"When they find the body of Subject 1477, they will sail the ship into the nearest port in Ricaran. The shuttle ticket and passport to Zion have been placed in the lockers of the low-altitude shuttle port, and you will never ask me for the password again. Also, your transfer certificate and other identification materials are also placed in Zion Baogang Low-altitude Shuttle Port, and the password is the same. Still have questions? The indifferent voice spoke in detail.

"Nope!" The young man nodded, got up and took off his coat. He knew that there could be no boat waiting to meet him, so he could only jump into the sea and wait for the cruise ship, where the clothes would become a burden.

There was a bulletproof door between the cabin and the cockpit, and the observation hole in the bulletproof door was opened, and a rope gun was handed out.

Without saying a word, the young man took the rope gun, opened the cabin door and jumped down. When he left, the armed low-altitude shuttle flew off into the distance.

There should be a warm current flowing through the sea in this area, and the water is not as cold as expected. The weather tonight was surprisingly good, there was not a single breeze on the sea, and the young man floated comfortably on the sea and waited quietly for the arrival of the cruise ship.

Twenty minutes later, the young man felt a slight tremor in the water.

A brightly lit luxury cruise ship is slowly approaching from afar.

Looking at the searchlights in front of the cruise ship, he rolled over and sank into the water, floating with only his head exposed.

After a while, a kung fu cruise ship passed by five meters away from him. The young man raised his rope gun and aimed it at the railing at the stern of the cruise ship and pulled the trigger. Syllable! The grappling hook he threw up hooked the railing accurately, and when he pressed the button on the rope gun, the pulley on the rope gun began to spin, dragging him towards the cruise ship.

The sound of the grappling hook colliding with the railing attracted security guards patrolling not far away. The first thing that came to the mind of the security guards who came to check out what was hooked to the railing was that they had encountered pirates.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to warn, he only felt a pain in his neck, and then he heard a crisp click, and the cervical vertebrae were broken like a branch.

After stripping off the dead security guard's clothes and dressing them, the young man threw the body into the sea and walked towards the cabin as if nothing had happened.

In a luxurious suite on the top floor of the cruise ship.

Target 1477, dressed in a dressing gown, walked out of the bedroom and complained impatiently to the bodyguard in the living room. "Why hasn't the wine I asked for delivered yet? Is that how they treat their guests? ”

There were four bodyguards in the living room, and one of them immediately stood up and said respectfully. "Boss, wait a minute! I'll take a look. "As soon as I got to the door, the doorbell rang. When the door was opened, the doorbell was ringed by a waiter pushing a food truck, and a bottle of red wine was placed in the ice bucket of the food truck.

"Why is it so slow?" The bodyguard frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

The waiter explained apologetically. "Excuse me, sir! A lot of guests need service so ......"

The bodyguard interrupted him with a wave of his hand, signaling for him to come in quickly. "The boss is waiting!"

Subject 1477 sat on the couch in the living room, surrounded by the other three bodyguards.

The waiter expertly uncorked the bottle, halfway through the glass, and handed it to Target 1477. Target 1477 took the wine glass and was about to drink it, when the bodyguard next to him suddenly stopped him. "Wait! Remember that there were no Zionites among the waiters, he ......"

He said that his hand had reached for the holster on his waist.

Before the pistol in the holster could be pulled out, the waiter sighed softly, grabbed the knife on the dining car and shook it hard, and the blue blade cut a light in the air, burying deep into the bodyguard's eyebrows, emitting black smoke.

Before the hapless bodyguard's body could fall, the waiter picked up a dinner knife and slashed at the throat of the bodyguard who was following him. Before the blood could spurt out, the waiter had already pounced on another tall bodyguard.

At this time, the remaining two bodyguards reacted and hurriedly took out their pistols.

However, they were still a step behind, and as soon as the tall bodyguard raised his pistol, the waiter had already rushed to him, and the laser dagger in his hand stabbed him in the wrist.

Before the painful expression on the face of the tall bodyguard unfolded, the waiter had already released the handle of the knife, and twisted the barrel of the gun hard, and the bodyguard's wrist made a crisp sound, and the muzzle of the gun turned sharply to the head. The guy was about to scream, but the waiter put his finger on the trigger, and the bullet flew directly into the big mouth.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The last bodyguard frantically pulled the trigger, but all the bullets fired were hit by the tall bodyguard who was blocked in front of the waiter, and the tall bodyguard's pistol was already in the waiter's hand, aiming at the last bodyguard.

Bang! After a gunshot, a bullet appeared in the center of the opponent's eyebrows, a bloody hole the size of a thumb like a helpless eye, and its owner collapsed. (To be continued.) )