"Don't do that, we can discuss." The woman endured the pain, clenched her palms, gritted her teeth, and said.

Her black dress tore open a slender cut, the wound on her back did not stop bleeding, the flesh was neatly torn where the sharp edge of the scalpel was peeled, and the slender edge looked like a scarlet blood line, overflowing with drops of blood.

Holding the blood-stained scalpel, Ogata stood behind her, always on his toes, looking at the woman in front of him with a calm state and mind.

Because his intuition told him, this woman seemed to be more difficult than the guy named Cohen, and it was definitely not an ordinary person who could join the black-clothed organization, but a terrorist who had gone through countless life and death tests and had become a fine cultivator.

"Answer my question! I don't have the patience to torture you, and if I don't answer right, I'll stab you a few more times at most, and I'll stab you completely. Ogata's voice was clear to the woman's ears, his scalpel pressed against her skin, threatening to puncture at any moment.

There is no pity for the jade, because the current Ogata just wants to find out more things about the black-clothed organization, regardless of whether he is holding a man or a woman.

"The meeting place is on the side of this floor, in the room at the end of the hallway, room number is 1726." Her eyes flickered, trying to look at the face of the man behind her who was threatening her, but she never saw the edges of the iceberg.

After hearing her words, Ogata made a simple judgment in his heart, and then asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Heh, the two of us have been communicating for so long. Do you finally remember to ask Miss Ben's name? "The woman endured the pain. The corners of her eyes were tugging with phoenix tail patterns. Forced a smile.

Ogata ignored her. Instead, the scalpel in his hand sank a little, directly cutting the woman's skin, and the blood seeped out of the cortex and fell on the silver-white knife, which was very dazzling.

Damn it!

"You bastard, can't you really make a joke?"

The woman's eyes widened fiercely, and a thick killing intent covered her eyes, gritting her teeth. It was as if I saw the bloodshot of the bitten lip.

Ogata replied coldly, "Don't waste time, I don't like to joke." ”

"My name is Chianti!" She said angrily.

"Another liquor name, your code name in the Black-Clad Organization?" Ogata asked, skeptically.

Of course, Ogata had heard of Chianti, but he had the impression that it was a red wine from Italy. However, this woman should not be lying, thinking of gin, vodka, and Cohen, which are indeed the names of the wine.

And Chianti's next words also confirmed Ogata's guess.

"Don't think I'm joking. The code name of each member of the organization is chosen after the wine. ”

Ogata looked at her back and suddenly asked, "You're here for Cohen." Do what? ”

"Really?" Chianti asked, then before Ogata spoke. Hurriedly replied, "make, love!" ”

"What?" Ogata was stunned, he thought he had misheard.

"I don't think your English is that bad!" Chianti's eyes flickered, and he laughed, repeating, "I'm looking for Cohen, makelove." He made an appointment with me to arrive at the hotel a day early. That guy must be, and said on the phone that he missed my flesh. I haven't done it in a long time, and I think I should relax. Now that Cohen's bastard is dead, how about you and me? ”

Of course, Ogata knew the meaning of the English phrase, but he didn't get used to the fact that this woman was nakedly saying extremely private things without concealment, as easily as eating and sleeping.

And the tentative inquiry in the back of her was directly ignored by him.

This kind of woman cannot be said to be open, but disgusting.

"My boobs, big, make you feel very comfortable," Chianti wanted to continue, because she just saw that Ogata didn't react, and thought that the man standing behind her was lustful, so she continued to charm.

Yikes!

Ogata's knife re-stabbed into the wound he had just made.

"Ahh Chianti exclaimed in pain and fell to his knees, his face covered in cold sweat.

At the same time, she took this opportunity to quickly pick up the Browning pistol, and her eyes burst out with a strong murderous intent in the bloodshot of pain: "Bastard, give me death!" ”

The voice fell, and Chianti quickly turned around and fired continuously.

Bang bang!

Bullets sliced through the flames, and Ogata quickly shifted his body to dodge.

This guy is so fast! Chianti looked at it in disbelief, the fast figure that almost made it impossible for the gun in her hand to aim and shoot, it didn't look like a human being, and it didn't look like the usual human target that easily locked onto a specific location.

Seeing a bullet shooting at him head-on, and Ogata was trapped in the corner of the wall, the scalpel he held in his right hand flashed a flash of silver light in mid-air!

Bite.

The bullet hit the blade, and the force of the collision made the tiger's mouth tingle, and he almost didn't hold it. But Ogata was relieved to see the bullet that had fallen to the ground.

Splitting bullets with a knife and saying something that is indescribable, but just now, the real thing happened!

This man, much younger than he had imagined, was more terrible than the vicious killers, because he was beyond Chianti's comprehension.

Chianti's eyes widened, and he looked at Ogata as he walked over, Browning's magazine had run out

"The joke is too big, I want you to die." Ogata walked up to her and coldly lowered his voice, the depths of his eyes, as if hiding a flood beast, surging over Chianti's feeble gaze to resist.

Chianti hurriedly shook his head and explained desperately, frightened: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be honest, if you have anything else to ask, I will answer it well." ”

She's really scared now!

As a member of the organization who has experienced countless lives and deaths, she feels that she has no chance of winning, no possibility of winning against this man.

If it weren't for Cohen, that bastard dragging her down. She's not going to run to death in such a bullshit place!

Now Chianti's head is in disarray. Looking at Ogata, whose face was getting colder and colder. She continued to plead, "Leave me alone, I'm different from Cohen, and I'm still useful." I can help you deal with the organization, I still have a lot of intelligence, trust me! ”

"You kill me, the boss won't let you get out of here alive. He'll find out that you killed me and Cohen, and if you want to get out of here, you'd better let me help you get out of here. ”

"Please!"

Little by little, the blood on Chianti's back spread over her dress. Her face was pale, and her eyes were painted with eye shadow, which looked particularly weak and hollow.

Ogata looked at her, the woman's frightened expression imprinted in his eyes.

The picture seems to freeze over!

Aiming at her forehead and eyebrows, Ogata suddenly used the scalpel and stabbed his right hand suddenly!

burst

Blood splatters, brains flow!

A large patch of blood flashed out, and Chianti stared at Ogata deadly.

It was as if she was going to remember this man's face at the moment of death.

Ogata chose to close his eyes, he didn't know. What kind of person I have become? Some struggled, some relieved. There is also some numbness.

All he knew was that he was following his own ideas.

He chose a way that he gradually adapted and got used to solving dilemmas and problems.

"The fourth!"

Gin, vodka, cohen, chianti!

There are already four members of the black-clad organization, who have died at the hands of Ogata.

If this is really known by the 'boss' she spoke of before she died, then Ogata knows very well that himself, and his family, will be swallowed up by the dark world.

Therefore, in any case, it is necessary to put an end to such signs before bad things happen.

Ogata walked over to Chianti's body, rummaged through her clothes, and confiscated things related to clues from the Blackcoat Organization.

He glanced at two colorful packages from the woman's ceremonial dress.

It's a condom!

Only then did Ogata know that Chianti wasn't lying, and that she seemed to be looking for Cohen's purpose in doing that kind of thing.

In addition to that, there is a mobile phone.

The phone is the same as Cohen's.

The features and interface inside are simple, and the contacts and newsletters are completely empty.

However, in the album, Ogata saw many photos.

Most of them seem to be unfamiliar faces sent to her by someone else.

These people range from elite people in suits and leather shoes to professional athletes in baseball uniforms, as well as glamorous celebrities, who are supposed to be the targets of Chianti's mission to assassinate.

And when Ogata flipped to the last one, his face became ugly!

"What is this?"

He clenched the phone, his lips tightly closed, and his gaze was gloomy as he looked at the photo.

In the photo, it was his mother.

Should be one of the targets of Chianti's assassination!

Ogata sealed Chianti's body with duct tape and plastic film, in the same way.

The second time I did this kind of thing, I was familiar with the road and saved a lot of time.

As if realizing something, Ogata pulled out two charms from his satchel.

Biting the fingertips, sketching something incomprehensible.

When the blood had dried, he used two charms to stick to the two corpses!

This is to prevent them from forming so-called 'evil spirits' after they are formed like gin! And these two talismans have Ogata's Gang Qi input, which can continuously disintegrate the process of condensing these evil qi.

Don't be careless this time.

You must know that the opponent of gin, it is difficult to deal with any of them. Not to mention two more?

Ogata hid the two tightly wrapped bodies back in the closet, and the blankets covered in blood were burned to ashes by him with a lighter and washed away in the sewer.

After carefully checking that there was no one in the hallway, Ogata walked out.

He chewed gum and took the elevator that had killed people before, and returned to the 16th floor where he had booked his room.

There were no emergencies this time, and I didn't meet any guys in black along the way. (To be continued......)

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